#ihopeureadthis

[earflingspath]

:) c o n f u s i o n (:

Sometimes I’m still missing u

If only my dreams were true....

But I don’t know if you’re like a friend to me or more

If only the answer would knock on my door

I’m still missing u

But not in the way I want me to

I try to communicate through my poetry

But I don’t know if u get that it is meant to be

heard by u

The only reason i’m writing this,

Is to finally ease my heart

You are the reason why I can’t sleep,

The reason why I interprete

The reason why I question every move

The reason why I want to improve

I don’t know what u want me to notice

I know that u think about me sometimes

But what does that mean?

For u, for me

Sometimes I still cry in my bed

Is it because of the moments we had

Or do I thrive for the ones ahead?

Anyways....

My thoughts twist

Maybe everything should be like this

Divine timing

Silver lining

...

:: by me ::🧿

[xyumiebearx]

When you hate someone so bad u wish they died just to get out of your life for good. And know they have no way to come back 😀 #savage #fungus #leach #goaway #toxichoe #ihopeureadthis

[brattty-spice]

The future

The future has popped up in conversation pretty consistently lately. More precisely, our future. And how I’m in it. And you’re there. And living in Colorado. And baby names. And growing old. And I know it’s way too soon for any of this to happen. But the topic of conversation really doesn’t hurt. I can picture all of that with you one day.

"This could be it."

That terrifies and makes me so unbelievably happy at the same time. On one hand, this could be it, I’ve found the person I’m going to be with for the rest of my life already. The one to marry and grow old with. The last face I’m going to wake up to and kiss. No one else. Only you, forever.

On the other, this could be it, I’ve found the person I’m going to be with for the rest of my life. No more searching. No more getting fucked over. No more pain and suffering. Pure happiness with the one I’m going to marry and grow old with. The last face I’m going to wake up to and kiss. No one else. Only you, forever.

I guess what I’m trying to say is, I’d die happy and satisfied if “this is it.”