Over thinking, under pressure...🌙
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Over thinking, under pressure...🌙
Deaf, i heard her voice. numb, i felt her warmth. congested, i smelt her perfume. speechless, she knew my words. I was blind and she saw my worth. she's perfect in every sense of the word. she's water if i am the earth.
Tray X.
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What if you and i are just lessons?
Questions (Tray X)
Soulmates become soulless
Tray X
Nina jane
At the moment we met I already knew her. You may call it petty but she made my words heavy, she gave my mind sight. In my darkest of hours, she gave my mind light. Every single word she would throw, gave my mind flight. She was one of a kind, the kind to make me wonder. you don’t feel new to me, she was the lightening to my thunder. A pair, a partnership, a soul id never think to break away from. We could have a whole conversation without saying something. I trust her with my words, my thoughts, my personal stanzas and heart. I knew she was different when she trust me with the same treasures but from her vault. I used to see her on a daily basis but that all stopped. She’ll always cross my mind , she’s my biggest inspiration to my writing. So when I feel like I have nothing more and I’m on the floor, her words and nothing more are guaranteed to keep me fighting. She says she learns from me and I don’t believe it. I read her my most recent poems and she says my thoughts are having more complete meanings. “The realest stanzas to stand” and the line she repeated when I was finished was “its like drinking medicine when there’s no tickle in your throat” so that made me wonder. The more I see her the more see seems broken. She could still be a cherry blossom tree in her highs but a fallen leaf when she’s not at her peak. Mary Jane still isn’t her name, but its the first name I gave her. The smoothest melody on this earth, the sweetest song I’ve ever heard, the most genuine poem I’ve ever wrote.
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for you my soul mate. My most recent thoughts about you, just to let you know youll always be the most wonderful words I’ll ever write down.
You'll never take this away from me What you're going to see, is how I'm going to be So, there's no switching Sweet coat or candy bringing And you should know I don't have it all Girl you don't want to fall inlove with me..
Tray x.