#scriblets

[teenytinydinosaurs]

I gave you my nights, my careful days, My “are you okay?” in a thousand ways. You said I mattered, said I was rare, Said things with me you’d never dared.

You called me favorite, said I was home, Said I was different, not like the known. And I believed you, God, I did, I stitched my heart where yours once lived.

[teenytinydinosaurs]

There’s a tiredness sleep can’t mend, the kind that starts where prayers end.

[teenytinydinosaurs]

My reason to live

I only ever thought There were two types of loves The kind you'd kill for And the kind you'd die for. But you, my darling, You were the kind of love. I would live for.

[teenytinydinosaurs]

"I kissed the paper where your name once bled, The poem murmured, ‘He’s gone,’ it said. Yet still I write, a prayer undone, To love you silent, to love you long. Each line I bleed becomes your ghost, I write to you, though it wounds me most. My pen aches for the touch I may not claim, And still, each word sighs your name.”

[teenytinydinosaurs]

Dear No One,

I waited. Wrote poems to ghosts. Let strangers hold pieces of me I hadn't named yet.

But no one came. Not really.

Just echoes of almost, half-loves, and people who liked the idea but not the work.

Now, I fold my want like a letter never sent- creased, unread, addressed to no one.

Love didn't break me. It just never arrived

[teenytinydinosaurs]

Merry Christmas to everyone 🫂💖 May this season bring you warmth that lingers, laughter that feels like home, and small moments that quietly become memories. Wishing you peace, love, and a little sparkle in every day ahead. 🤍

The world smells of pine and sugar delight, Windows glow softly with cozy light. Laughter spills over mugs held tight, Hearts feel invited this magical night. If you’re here, joy wraps you so right, Merry Christmas to all, may your spirits take flight! 🎄✨

[teenytinydinosaurs]

Put on eyeliner, one side was sleek, The other looked like I hadn’t slept in a week. Do I fix it? No. Symmetry’s fake— Call it “artsy chaos” for fashion’s sake.

[teenytinydinosaurs]

The sheep went home, they’ve had enough, insomnia called my counting bluff. I’m left alone, wide-eyed, absurd, a creature of night that sleep has deferred.