sky

a place for my thoughts

[skyrchives]

I hope I have touched your life, the way you touched mine.

[hattersarts]

rainy afternoons and dog walks you didnt need to go on.

[oldwinesoul]

“Maybe that's why I romanticize: not because I'm naive, but because I need to believe even sorrow has texture, even loss has grace.”

// Huy Nguyen, The Rose-Tinted Lens: A Confession on Why I Romanticize (Almost) Everything

[skyrchives]

Dumb, dumb, dumb. I couldn’t figure out whether it’s the cautious warning of my mind or the beating of my heart, fighting like wild animals — untamed.

[skyrchives]

Love is a profound subject and she was once my definition of it.

[skyrchives]

I tried writing letters for someone else but it doesn't feel the same way I wrote about you.

I guess a piece of you still lingers in the tip of my pen.

[skyrchives]

People always told me that if there's an epitome of a green flag person — that would be me. Because I have love someone the way they wanted to be love.

However, even if I'm the greenest flag as to some might say. There will always be that one thing I can never be — him.

[skyrchives]

I tried re-reading the chapters that has you in it, trying to find some loopholes. But at some point, I realized — I can re-read my favorite book but I can never change the ending.

[skyrchives]

I've been holding on far too long and I'm finally releasing my grip.

[skyrchives]

I do believe that you can never really unlove someone whom you've thought of a future with.

[skyrchives]

I have learned not to ruin my world while loving yours.

[skyrchives]

I always write prose and poems about my wounds and the shattered, but never have I truly realized the pieces that was intact. The strength it took to hold even when there's nothing to hold.

[skyrchives]

I used to love the rain, the freeing way it touches my skin, never leaving any inch of my body untouched. Though, the more I love it the more it made me sick, made me weak and unable to get out of bed. I used to love the rain yet here I am holding an umbrella, covering me from the thing I used to love. I used to love the rain but this time, I will love you with caution.

[skyrchives]

Funny how my dream always has you written all over it. And I can never escape it.

[skyrchives]

And if forever may never exist, then I'll promise to love you until death sucks the life out of me.

[skyrchives]

Desperately pleading these walls to reconstruct themselves to stop me from losing everything I once built — myself.

[skyrchives]

A peaceful life is the hardest one to attain.