#thoughts writing

[modern-wilde]

Your name gets stuck in between my tongue and teeth. I try to get it out and now I'm bleeding. Your name hurts between my lips. It hurts in my ears, it hurts in my memory, it hurts in my heart. Your name hurts everywhere you touched me. It hurts.

[reckless-insomniac]

You are my favorite thing my hands have ever touched.

[modern-wilde]

Becoming the girl my mom feared I'd become

[modern-wilde]

I'm what poets call, a masterpiece.

[modern-wilde]

My only mistake was that I tried to find my home in ur silhouetted soul.

[reckless-insomniac]

I was never a person of repetition. I get bored when I have to do something multiple times and my mind starts to take a stroll through all the possibilities of life in attempt to distract me from the dullness of it. But that mindset changed when I met you. I was suddenly infatuated by you. I could watch you do the same simple thing, like drink coffee, a hundred times and never feel a sliver of boredom rush through my body. Repetition has become my favorite thing when it involves you. I could wake up to you every day and feel a sense of joy burst through my bones the moment my eyes focus on your slumbered beauty. I could watch you dance while you do the dishes for the rest of my life and want to video tape it every time. You are my favorite and only form of repetition.

[aerialsforsouls]

It’s been 7 yrs & I still think about it.

7 yrs that have passed by...like a blink of an eye

Although time had passed, I felt paralyzed.

Somehow I began to think it wasn’t real.

I let so many things take over my life.

I lost myself in the confusion that had been built upon the lies that I had been told by others.

What a fool was I to think, that’s things would change. To think that maybe I would find my way back and all wouldn’t have been lost.