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by bechan7
“All they ever write about is first love. A love that’s so spectacular and all-consuming, it stops time. A love that’s new and is unlike anything you’ve ever felt before. It’s all red roses and fireworks and not being able to fall asleep at night because your heart won’t stop racing, because your mind won’t stop coming up with a new perfectly made-up scenario every other minute. It’s bright eyes and wide smiles and nervous laughter. It’s first times and excitement and feeling out of breath all the time. But isn’t it the second love we should pay more attention to, at least as much as we focus on our first, if not even more? Or to the third, or the fourth? Isn’t it the getting back up that really matters, after we lost faith in ourselves and in other people, after we thought we’d never fall in love again, never let anyone else get as close? Think about the ones who nurse their wounds on the inside, allowing them to scar over the years and emerge with new skin grown over their cuts. Think about those who hide away their softness, turn stories into secrets, those who are afraid of letting anyone see them for who they really are until they meet someone and slowly decide to throw caution to the wind. Isn’t it amazing that these people find the courage to put themselves out there again even though they’ve been torn down time and again? That they choose to tear down the walls they spent years building? This one goes out to all of you. This is for the ones who still try despite the pain, the disappointments and the bad memories they carry in their hearts.”
— second and third and fourth / n.j.
If you’re serious about change, you have to go thru uncomfortable situations & stop trying to dodge the process. It’s the only way to grow.
via pinterest, source unknown
I am not a “No matter what” ass girl. My love has conditions.
You will not try me, you will not betray me, you will not disrupt my peace and you will not disrespect me.
“What if you find your soul mate… at the wrong time?”
— Lauren Kate
“I fucking hate you, I know that’s not poetic, But it’s not meant to be No matter how I format this poem No matter how many metaphors I insert It’ll never feel as fresh as the words “I fucking hate you.””
— m.n., you aren’t worth my eloquence
via weheartit
“it’s midnight and my bony fingers twist in yours as you spin me around on the hardwood floor - like nobody does anymore. you look at me as if my ripped up jeans are a ball gown and smile when i start jumping up and down - you bring out the child in me. i got tipsy, dizzy and spilled my whiskey but you pull me in close and i push up on my toes - you are the universe dressed as a man. i said “i need to remember this moment” but little did i know that this december would be the birth of a poet - our story will never die. you squeeze my hand and i have a fist full of galaxies and those before you who hurt me and remain in my heart become casualties. i’ve always been told to never dance on a grave but loving you has made me brave although some would say it has made me insane. my rib cage used to be a battlefield but you won the war and you told me that you’d never leave - you pinky swore. there is a burial ground inside my chest so please ignore this bulletproof vest - i just don’t want you to be next.”
— smspoetry
They’re amazing! 😍🌿💚
by Scott Hotaling