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[nutellaloversblog]

To love is to die a million times. Why else do our hearts skip beats for the ones we love?

- Typewriter

[pretendingtobeapoet]

joshua

gently, softly, lovingly

the curly-haired boy with those blue eyes like oceans

gently, softly, lovingly

his skin feels so perfect against mine smooth and comforting

gently, softly, lovingly

no raised voices here loving and caring

gently, softly, lovingly

[southernmiss9]

[insomniacdreamweaver]

People Aren’t Homes

Child,

why did no one

ever teach you

that you cannot

turn people

into homes?

People are rivers,

ever changing,

ever flowing.

They disappear with

everything you put

inside them.

Still,

your home does

have a heartbeat.

But it isn’t one

locked in

anyone else’s

chest.

Just

look inside

your own.

~Nikita Gill

[bigmoodword]

photo by -- Pixabay

[daydreamliver]

Do you think that I can have one more kiss? Then I’ll find closure on your lips and I’ll go. Maybe also one more breakfast, one more lunch, one more dinner. I’ll be full and happy, and we can part. But in between meals maybe we can lie in bed one more time. One more prolonged moment where time suspense in definitely as I rest my head on your chest. My hope is if we add up the ‘one more’s they will equal a life time and I will never have to get to the part that I have to let you go. But that’s not real, is it? There are no ‘one more’s. I met you when everything was new and exciting, and the possibilities of the world seemed endless. And they still are, for you, for me, not for us. Somewhere between then and now, here and then, I guess we didn’t just grow apart. We grew up. When something breaks and the pieces are large enough, you can fix it. Unfortunately, sometimes things don’t break, they shatter. But when you let the light in shattered glass will glitter. And in these moments, the pieces that we were catch the sun, I’ll remember just how beautiful it was. Just how beautiful it will always be. Because it was us. And we were magic. Forever.

Someone great

[kindaobscurenameiguess-blog]

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The fear rising in the back of the throat

The vast solid weight of aching

Breath; short, sharp, loud

The back of glassy eyes burn

The silent voice shrieks

The skin feels icy flames licking along the length of arms, of spine, of neck

The mind empties in thundering chaos

The mouth smiles

[baywrites]

Have you?

Have you ever

felt alone

In a crowded room?

Lost yourself

in a thought?

Fell in love

with the moon?

Have you ever

Been so lonely

Your world turned blue?

Felt like You weren’t

Good enough?

Started something

You didn’t see through?

Have you ever

Chased your dreams

With shots

Of reality?

Left everything Behind

In search

for normality?

Have you ever

Wondered

Why you do

what you do?

.....Me too.