#lemadijane

[escafeism]

let me still write about you long after the epilogue;

let me still write about your eyes, my favorite shade of brown, long after the days when its color will fade in those pictures saved in the back of my head.

let me still write about your laugh, one of my favorite sounds, long after the days when its echoes will fade into silence.

let me still write about your stories, my favorite pieces of literature, long after the days when its ink burned in my memories will fade into indecipherable symbols.

let me still write about the way you kiss, and my favorite aftertaste, long after your name fades away from these lips.

let me still write about you long after whatever we had was over.

[escafeism]

It's so easy for most of us to forget about ourselves when we fall helplessly in love with another. We become fragile, lightweight beings who turn their backs on self-love and become a complete mess. Eating your motivational words, like it's your dinner. And that's sad, because if you constantly have to question your self-worth, then baby girl, maybe it ain't worth it.

Don't. Settle. For. Anything. Less. Than. What. You. Think. You. Deserve.

And don't let anyone, most especially a person you care for, make you feel like you don't deserve what you want.

Keep walking.

[escafeism]

boy, I think you're worse than caffeine; keeping me up late at night, making me feel restless the only thing that keeps the dead alive. sweaty palms, ragged breathing; can't keep up with my heart beating I think you're worse that caffeine damn, you're so addicting.

m

[escafeism]

She spends her days hoping that by the end of it all she'd be tired enough, sleepy enough, or maybe drunk enough. but somehow its always never enough because every night she still comes home to the same pair of eyes drowning her when she closes her own.

m

[escafeism]

I wish you meant it then Every night when you said you miss me, too. I wish I never had to read through your thoughts about her Your should’ve beens and could’ve beens And how much you wanted to go back Because every night you said you miss me, too I wish I wasn’t just another notch in your belt Just a temporary fix who’s not even worth more than a five-letter-word apology, Who’s not even worthy of a response and sensible explanation, Because every night you said you miss me, too. I hope you remember there were nights when you said you missed me, too.

m

[escafeism]

What if the Prince only came to wake Aurora up? What if he only came to her, and used his lips to break the spell but he never really intended to stay? What if to him it was only a “rescue mission” and was never really a “happily ever after”.

What if the Prince looked at Aurora, deep in her slumber, and knew he had the power to save her? What if the Prince looked at her and saw her pain, understood how lonely it must have been, and that she needs to be saved? What if it was pity disguised as love?

What if the Prince did not know that the real curse was waking up? What if it was waking up and realizing all the things she already lost in time? What if it was waking up so disoriented; not knowing where and how to start.

What if Aurora was better off asleep, numb and unaware of her tragic reality? What is she was better off asleep, without the acquaintance of his lips, without having to read the sympathetic expression in his eyes? What if she was better off asleep and not knowing; because her reality is so much worse that any curse cast in this world.

[escafeism]

He was my winter. He reminded me of the cold December breeze and the numbing sensation it gives when it hits your skin. The lights that trigger nostalgia along with a constriction somewhere in my chest. It reminds me of how he gave me a broken heart as a Christmas present and how the fireworks can never bring back the light in my eyes.

You are my summer. The way your eyes shined that day, against the light, burned something in me. Your drive and your curiosity, reminded me of a life-altering summer adventure. You made me want to jump into the water and swim, even if I can't. Your calmness reminded me of the waters. You gave me sun rays and smiles, hope and happiness. My eternal sunshine; everything that brought back the light in my eyes.

- But just like seasons, they come and go. They come and go.

[escafeism]

impatient; but would for you even if it takes the longest time. she spends hours and days waiting, even when she's not even sure what she's waiting for. but she waits. she's waiting for you.

flame-footed; but could never run away from you. she was used to running away from things and from people but with you, her feet seemed to be glued to this cold hard ground and she couldn't run. not that she felt like doing so.

guarded; but she opened up her world for you. she spent years building up her defenses, constructing her walls. she was scared of letting people in. but for you, she broke down her walls in a heartbeat. even if you never asked her to do so.

acrophobic; but now she's free falling. she might be bound to lie shattered but she doesn't mind. she lost all the rational part of her brain when you came around. she's free falling again. free falling, for you. into you.

tell me, what's so different about you? tell me what powers do you have? tell me,when did you become her only exception?