Yours Truly

🌻

[the-ankush-says-deactivated2023]

E. E SCOTT

[partiallyheavenly]

me?

I’m just a little bird who broke his wings - on the verge of flying

i can almost do it

i can almost soar up a few inches

but

i cant

my

poor

little

self

just cant~

[vexheart]

[islam-reflections]

Trust Allah's Plan - including His timing

[remanence-of-love]

[northwindow]

from Bhanu Kapil’s The Vertical Interrogation of Strangers

[partiallyheavenly]

mourning

i mourn the engravings that i once drew in the back alley of the last row in the library of my soul~

i do not spend a day missing the infusing tea that drips the feeling of ecstasy through unborn love

of what i was meant to be doing,

With bare hands i touch the dispersed pieces of fascinations i had put together in my previous self

and

my

previous

life~

[partiallyheavenly]

to want to be adored by you is like asking the sea to kiss the sky-

unrealistic,

heartbreaking,

and mostly

just

sad

[partiallyheavenly]

my head cant wrap it’s big bows around the subtle idea of you and your bipolar express~

going north to nowhere near being there

and with a breath of ravishness, all the way south to

somewhat

pathetic -

- my dear

i have no idea

how you even say

you

care

when you can barely

even

show up

[tresbongout]

[ashstfu]

dostoyevsky kinda ate with “your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.”

[luthienne]

Anne de Marcken, from It Lasts Forever and Then It's Over [ID'd]

[partiallyheavenly]

So much changes when you’ve been disconnected from your soul for too long - pieces of my self lost within the metrics of “being real” but

lets be honest~

what does

that

even

mean-

[partiallyheavenly]

If i stand too long in front of your eyes I’ll break down and cry

but theres something that stops me from running away- every single time

maybe it’s the warmth in your breath, or the whiteness of your skin

or maybe it’s just the way you make me feel

which baby,

is just worth

the

tears

[partiallyheavenly]

A teacup once told me there’s comfort in being forgotten, there’s an ease to not being anyone’s number one-

that way it’s easy to melt into nothingness and glide through the waters only to find yourself

being sipped away

in someone’s

teacup

[partiallyheavenly]

As i look on the mountains of my past that oversee who I’m becoming,

maybe this year we really do have a chance-

maybe this time we choose to heal and actually do it

anyways; isnt that what resolutions are all about?

making promises we

cant

keep~

[partiallyheavenly]

Lets talk real, hard core, talk.

I can hear your deafening thoughts whenever i look in your sad brown eyes, bloodshot red like you’re high as a kite in the sunset sky of our non-existent being.

You make me shiver, love

and I’d rather spend days being left out in the cold

than have you

look the other way~

[partiallyheavenly]

constantly longing for an unknown like a child longing for his mom’s arms;

just the way the clouds glide through the sky, so do my lips,

huffing and puffing, waiting for the refreshment that allegedly cleanses my soul

But as much as i huff and as much as i puff, my soul never

finds

what it’s been

longing for