#3030poem

[kiramalibu]

“watching you fall asleep is like watching the morning waves crash on the bay at 6 in the morning. how beautiful, how peaceful, and how alluring it is to see the human you are in love with, at complete, and utter ease.”

- kira malibu 1/30

[kiramalibu]

missing you and being sad are two things I am very good at If only those two things were a job, there would be something I would finally feel confident in doing because for once, I could say I am not failing at something

Kira Malibu; April 11,2017 [11/30]

[kiramalibu]

you watch the television and see unrealistic scenarios with unrealistic people you watch it so much you start to create unrealistic standards and expect unrealistic expectations i suppose that it is why you are still waiting for that person to clean up the mess they created and come back

sweetheart, they aren’t

kira malibu 23/30

[kiramalibu]

I often wonder how many secrets the bags under your eyes could tell, but then again I do not want to know I have a fear of being one of them

Kira Malibu; April 7th, 2017 [7/30].

[kiramalibu]

let my hands be the angel you need when all things go to hell let my body be the church that you go to, every time you feel the worthlessness thoughts cripple your mind let my words be the bible that you read every night to feel as though you are doing things right let me be the one person you are never afraid to come to let me be your person

— Kira Malibu; April 14th, 2017 [4/14]

[kiramalibu]

tired of being everyone’s second option never the first person they choose always looked at after the person they were looking for rejected them being the next text instead of the first never fitting anyone’s criteria of being the only one all my life people have been treating me like i am in second place is that why i still to this day have a trouble putting myself first

Kira Malibu; April 15, 2017 [15/30]

[kiramalibu]

She belonged in an art museum, In a place where no one could touch or mess up her beauty, She would just be as she was intended to be, beauty for your eyes but never yours to destroy You would have to pay a price to get to see her You would stare and take pictures and admire her She would stand out amongst the others Her colors so vibrant, she was the sun in a room full of clouds She was always a work of art The most astonishing thing is, she never thought of herself as beautiful, and that to me, was her most beautiful part, he said

Kira Malibu; April 2nd, 2017 ’Art Museum’ [2/30]

[kiramalibu]

I called her, “wanderlust” he said she was full of adventure but never found anyone who wanted to explore with her she would dream of escaping, but never came up with a plan i told her she could do anything, like flying, as long as she reached out her arms as long as it would expand physically she was always here, but mentally? she was not she was a fairy of her own she was her diary and the lock that kept it shut she was wanderlust when she tried to leave it was like the world told her she needed to stay put no facility could’ve held her down no matter how many white walls they surrounded her with the pills didn’t work either she was the bell that no one wanted to ring she was my wanderlust i often wonder how she got so lost but i can see why she wanted to leave and travel she was ruthless, and with that mind all the secrets in her diary would’ve started to unravel

Kira Malibu; April 4,2017 [4/30] “Wanderlust”