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You can love someone deeply and still not be meant to build a life with them.
Reining your demons in A fortress of loneliness behind your eyes But I'll break through to that secret place inside of you where heartstrings play battle cries on the harp of you soul
just for tonight, let me be perfect
forget the vision of me in your head
that chaotic storm of black curls
framing a face devoid of color,
and warmth, and dreams
erase it from your memories
and let tonight be the fantasy
you deserve to come true
let me be your muse,
paint me in burning crimson
and azure, and black, and magenta
recreate me in whatever form
you please, let me be
the gentle fingers tracing
the length of your body
as you gasp for air, let me
breathe you in until you explode
in ecstasy, let me
silence the noise thundering
in your head, chase away
the monsters crawling on your bed
just for tonight, let me be
your calm, your refuge, your home
because tomorrow,
fate will be cruel to us again
maim us,
separate us,
there'll be no concept of us again
so love me while you can
forget that i am not yours,
and you belong to someone else
-katie
You can find me in the shadowy dusk of your immortal heart, where sunsets fade and I disintegrate so deep inside, whispers of rains and far off forest fires, my love burns through earth moss and trees, through the universe I seek you forever yet run from it all, save me from myself as I linger in the glittering lights of your city still, a vampire wishing for daylight and the oblivion of sun
Damn this is such a good song let me play it 78 times an hour until i hate it
i will not mark the day you left
i will not mark the day you left it shall pass like the falling of the last anonymous leaves in a forest that nobody hears or sees
and yes - i still search for your face in airport terminals, crowded subways and busy streets. but i won't on the day you left
i will not mark the day you left i'll fill up all the emptiness, i'll stack the hours like jenga towers until the day is through.
and take down all the mirrors — nothing to see in the rear-view.
i will not mark the day you left, no matter how incomplete it feels to hear the sound of mine in the absence of your heartbeat.
i will not mark the day you left i'll box it up and tie a ribbon round the days stretched out behind me with an explanation i was never given.
you and your tarot cards, astrology, self-care and yoga retreats, dressing up the harm you caused as divine provenance
telling yourself, telling the world this is how it is meant to be
burning bridges you have crossed just to bask in the heat
i will not mark the day you left no matter what it means to me