You loved me more
when I wasn't yours
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@star-crossed-skeletons
You loved me more
when I wasn't yours
Ph. Nádia Maria
Dark (2017-2020)
Nazik Al-Malaika, from I Am; Women Of The Fertile Crescent: An Anthology Of Modern Poetry (ed. by Kamal Boullata)
— Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
[text ID: Yesterday I advised you not to write me every day, I still hold the same opinion today and it would be very good for both of us, and so I repeat my advice today even more emphatically- only please, Milena, don't listen to me, and write me every day anyway, it can even be very brief, briefer than today's letters, just 2 lines, just one, just one word, but if I had to go without them I would suffer terribly.]
And after a while you just stop. You stop watering your plants. You stop watching netflix. You stop reading. You stop replying to your friends as fast as you used to. You stop buying yourself nice things. You stop putting an effort into how you look. You stop taking care of yourself like you used to. You stop sleeping. You stop eating healthy foods. You stop petting your pet. You stop socializing.
You stop with everything. You find yourself sitting in your room for hours on end, without doing a single thing. Days feel like years. And you think you can’t do it for much longer.
i am tired. i am exhausted. from my head to my soul to my bones i am so fucking tired.
them: how’s your mental health?
me: i’ve literally been posting about wanting to die for like a decade
physical intimacy prompts
holding hands during a stressful situation
smiling in-between kisses
touching foreheads
cheek kisses
slow dancing
intertwining fingers
comparing hand sizes
resting your head on your partner's lap
piggy back rides
standing on your tip toes to reach your partner's lips
kissing your partner's wounds
forehead kisses
falling asleep on your partner's shoulder
bridal carries
spooning
rolling over in bed, switching positions during a kiss
embracing your partner
intertwining fingers when making love
pulling away from a kiss, deeply looking into each other's eyes, appreciating being here with each other before diving back in
nudging into the crook of your partner's neck
being carried/tucked into bed, after having fallen asleep on the couch waiting for your partner to come home
saying ''i love you'' in-between kisses
nose boops
back rubs
tracing fingers down your partner's chest
hand on chest during a casual conversation
bumping into each other
hugs that last longer than they should
showering together
hands around the waist
straddling your partner's thighs
helping your partner undress
playing with your partner's hair
falling asleep to your partner's heartbeat
resting a hand on your partner's back
squeezing each other's hands
sitting in your partner's lap
cupping your partner's face
tickling
linking arms with each other
exploring each other's lips
caressing your partner's face
brushing your lips together, lingering for a moment
jumping into your partner's arms
wrapping legs around your partner
tucking a strand of hair behind your partner's ear
pulling your partner into your lap
hugging from behind
lifting your partner off the ground
holding hands across the table
holding hands under the table
bear hugs
caressing your partner's hand
laying a hand on your partner's thigh
literally sharing a sweater
slapping your partner's butt
tummy kisses
feeling each other's pulse
glancing at each other's lips
falling asleep while cuddling on the couch
climbing back into bed, onto your partner's body to wake them up
Works by Jade Merien
This artist on Instagram // Society6
I wonder
I wonder what stories
Lay on the tips of our tongues
Never passing through the veil
As hurried hands
Engrossing
Each other
Endlessly
Till there’s nothing left
How I miss the sound of your voice
The one that spoke so loudly
Across time and space
Lost
Now that I meet your gaze
Lost
In this physical consumption
Called love