Normalcy
If I died tonight the sun would still rise
The stars would stil cry at certain times
We’d wonder if love is what really fills the skies,
Just before a storm, when the heart of a lover no longer beats by your side.
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Normalcy
If I died tonight the sun would still rise
The stars would stil cry at certain times
We’d wonder if love is what really fills the skies,
Just before a storm, when the heart of a lover no longer beats by your side.
Clear Lucency
I look to the blue sky and vigoursly try to wipe the mist that clouds my mind
As the rain glistens to the ground I want to wash away every patter of doubt.
With the rising scent of dawn I christen the butterflies that colour ideas over all that seems gray and pallid
As the sun descends, I send with it all thoughts that try to steal my hunger to live.
With the rising moon, I call to the stars - luminous buds of hope that spill effervescently over dark dreary parts of my life.
And finally to the moonless night, I sigh in wonder at the site; clarity - something I aim to one day embody.
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A (via @thememoiristslosttrain )
Much to my Chagrin
We are surrounded entirely by disappointments
With false promises of support that never see the light of day
It leaves this hole inside my chest where hope apparently must lay
Hope; I have never seen and no longer even want to touch the horizon of.
I wash my hands of the belief that I’ll ever see humans be humane.
For all these lofty liars come bundled with a lifetime worth of bullshit to coarsely pave your life with ugly stains.
I just tried to tag something positive on here. I’m disappointed to say that no tags came up for no more self hate
Yours
Roll out
Walled in, four barricades to shut me out.
One to change my heart
The other to “take” away pain
A third to change my mind
And the fourth to change my ways
To gain, I must lose.
To be better, destroy all that we’ve made
No happiness, bliss or support on which I’m allowed to lean
Alone, is the way to go because together, I’m told, can only bring mutiny.
For centuries the world survived but that never mattered anyway
A new lesson taught has now become the cardinal way
I must follow a predesigned path so I can check off the list I’m told I must make
Always, remembering that
A toe out of line and the universe disintegrates
When we feel ready we will know. Till we do, we must hope because if anything, love is hope.
As bittersweet as this revelation is, you truly do not know the value of something and someone until you can no longer have it.
Yours truly
I’ve spent the whole morning going through our pictures and videos (ones I stole while we chatted). Just your smile gives me the strength to get through the worst days.
Yours truly.