#immersedinsadness

[lieberballon]

art journal entry: (44/70) // “You have been in pieces for so long, You have forgotten how beautiful it is to have an intact soul.” — @immersedinsadness

[immersedinsadness]

How come years on, when someone asks me of true love, I still fucking think of you?

M.C.E, I want to forget you, my love.

[immersedinsadness]

and it all  leads back to you.

M.C.E 

// I looked for you in bottles of vodka, stashes of pills, packs of cigarettes, even each and every stranger who wore your scent. \\

[immersedinsadness]

when your heart aches but no longer from, pain.

M.C.E how do you know when you are in love?

[immersedinsadness]

Even Oxygen is toxic, so why did I think you were a cure?

M.C.E Love destroys i swear.

[immersedinsadness]

your name is now ash in my mouth.

M.C.E It used to taste like candy.

[immersedinsadness]

The stars glistened above us, their light illuminating the flecks of green and gold within his eyes. The colour was intoxicating and as I lay in the grass, tracing my hands down his spine, with the dew fragrant within the air. I finally understood why we spend a lifetime looking for love. Why we continue to search, despite heartbreaking rejections and soul destroying break ups.  The pain of loss was insignificant, at least in comparison to the euphoria I felt now. Like an addict, I was entirely consumed by it. Just hoping for another hit.

M.C.E the search and the reward

[immersedinsadness]

You are an addict. and me? Just another fix.

M.C.E I guess I didn’t mean anything to you.