Love Like Crazy

I can picture my future because I met you. Florida 🌴

[toryburch]

[wnq-writers]

I love you on a Monday When the world is too busy hating When the office is too noisy preparing My hearts does a somersault knowing you’ll be there waiting And as I jump out of the car running late, I love you in between adrenaline rates I love you on a Monday date I love you on a Tuesday As I catch a glimpse of you working On a requirement due an hour of submitting I would walk up to you hoping That you would look up noticing That despite the colors from an artwork you’re painting The static from my eyes are still more electrifying Because yours do And always will I love you on a Tuesday I love you on a Wednesday When twenty minutes of break feels like seconds When your smiles feel like weapons And every word is a powerful opinion That targets my heart in every direction Every joke is a doorway Every moment is on replay Going home late was suddenly okay I love you more on a Wednesday I love you on a Thursday When I ramble about books and comments And you don’t care about my looks and nonsense When you remind me of today’s contents Of happiness, songs, movies, and events I suddenly wish I have the power to prevent The curtains from closing this extent The hours ending from today, Your hands on mine promising ‘someday’ And when we reach the finish line of today’s raceway, Remember that I love you on a Thursday I love you on a Friday When everyone is busy planning their night And me hoping everything is alright As you walk towards my desk in sight, As my heart beats faster when you meet the light From the room’s window where I write My heart elevates on every flight Up there it goes beyond my height But there you go, You skipped my place Moving your way towards a girl in lace My heart fell as you embrace “Where did I go wrong?” I asked the empty space Still, I love you on a Friday’s lonely night case I love you on a Saturday When I gracefully tell myself not to talk to you again When I constantly remind myself I am not your gem You messaged me then Saying you had a great weekend And I love you so much it hurts The pain gets worse As I grip tightly at the hem of my shirt “I’m happy for you”, I silently blurt Please don’t drift away Please don’t be another soon-to-end holiday Not another visitor on a railway I love you so much on a Saturday I love you on a Sunday As you take her hand and introduce her As my heart beats slow down and blur When her eyes are what you prefer And I am nothing as I infer Only, I know better That loving you wasn’t guaranteed to be an open airway Nor was it just an easy hundred-word essay It was meeting you halfway It was shards of glass on the highway It was sacrificing you away It was already seeing dismay Yet going for it anyways I love you not only on the weekdays Nor do I love you only on Saturdays and Sundays For I love you and when I do, I love you every day.

floraloutcast (via wnq-writers)

[kushandwizdom]

I don't care how physically appealing you are, if your soul and heart aren't clean, you're unattractive to me.

[typography-images]

[extramadness]

[poems-and-words]

[kansass-deactivated20230224]

being nice is so easy just do it

[the-words-blog]

[psychquotesss]

Death is not the opposite of life, but a part of it.

Haruki Murakami, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman: 24 Stories (via psych2go)

[typography-is-cool]

[poems-and-words]

[poems-and-words]

[vanish]

[wordsnquotes]

engentado

(noun) A Spanish untranslatable word, engentado is defined as literally feeling “peopled out,” and having the desire to have some alone time to get away from the world and recharge oneself. (via wnq-writers)

[abduction]

[flahei]

love, I have wounds only you can mend

[therelatableimages]

[moschato]

I still search for you in crowds, in empty fields and soaring clouds. In city lights and passing cars, on winding roads and wishing stars.

Lang Leav (Lullabies)