Things Left Unsaid.

Some words created from or simply appreciated by my heart. Trying not to fall out of the idea of love.

[thesearejustvvords]

Sometimes I have to remind myself

That the Eiffel Tower is made out of nothing

But steel. 

You are made up of so much more,

Blood, bones and eyes

That I can only look at when I miss home.

And your hands on my skin

Make me wonder 

If this is what it feels like

To be saved by somebody’s god.

I don’t even remember

What it’s like waking up

Without knowing of your existence.

Does it make me weak

If I say it’s impossible to love you

Any less than I could ever love myself?

Just show me that you’re capable

Of staying

And I will never leave this city.

[thesearejustvvords]

I don’t want to be the smartest person you know I heard intelligence can bring about fear And I don’t need another reason to keep you away I don’t want to be the prettiest either Because let’s be real This world is far too great for such a title What I want to be is your favorite I want you to carve a home in me I want my arms to be the safest place You could ever think of.

[thesearejustvvords]

I inhaled deeply But only because we weren’t smoking cigarettes In just a few short moments I would feel as high as the mountain tops I would need to climb in order to reach you This was the only way I could look at you Without feeling so terrible That you could never look at me the same way Sober. And I hit it again Because you would too And the more high you were The less you wanted to get away The more I could have you, Temporarily. Now I can’t even see you I think this is where the term ‘all blind’ comes from Maybe it’s the smoke, or maybe it’s just the feeling I’m trying to understand you What are you thinking about? Never mind.

[thesearejustvvords]

You were my first beer

Bitter

And thirst quenching

It wasn’t love at first sip

Some call it

An acquired taste

But the bitterness 

Ceased

And my tongue couldn’t get enough

Of you

And I drank 

All night long

Until the last drop was gone

And I did not stop at one

Now I’m drunk

And alone

[thequotejournals]

There are two types of ‘tired’, I suppose. One is a dire need of sleep, the other is the dire need of peace.

Anonymous (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-movies]

I was born when she kissed me. I died when she left me. I lived a few weeks while she loved me.

In a Lonely Place (1950), Dir. Nicholas Ray (via wnq-movies)

[lazyyogi]

The trick is in what one emphasizes. We either make ourselves miserable, or we make ourselves happy. The amount of work is the same.

Carlos Castaneda (via lazyyogi)

[wnq-writers]

This love I felt for you, is the purest love that exists. Imagine, I still pray for your heart even when it’s in the hands of another woman.

Lina A. (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

I tried so hard not to turn you into poetry.

Bianca Sparacino (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

You deserve someone who’ll take you on cute breakfast dates and get you iced coffee. Someone who’ll give you neck kisses, head massages, and play with your hair. Someone to sit with and talk about big ideas and life. Someone to remind you how dope you are when you aren’t feeling so cool. Someone should do that for you. Because you shouldn’t have to settle for anything less.

darencolbert (via wnq-writers)

[wordsnquotes]

She knows who she is. She just forgot for a little while.

Donald Miller (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

I have a terrible memory but of you, I remember everything.

beautifullyinpieces (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

She was the sun, I was the moon. Eventually, the world stood in our way.

Nicholas Browne  (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

I missed you when you were next to me but I didn’t know how to explain that you never felt next to me.

831reasons  (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

Yes, despite everything, I still believe in love. And when I find it, or it finds me, I will be aware. And I won’t hurt, or be afraid.

ohnatalierose  (via wnq-writers)

[thesearejustvvords]

Testing out my iPad Pro. I like how this came out.

[littlelostpisces]

Here’s a simple truth that I think we all need to face up to: The people we meet at the wrong time are actually just the wrong people. You never meet the right people at the wrong time because the right people are timeless. The right people make you want to throw away the plans you originally had for one and follow them into the hazy, unknown future without a glance backwards. The right people don’t make you hmm and haw about whether or not you want to be with them; you just know. You know that any adventure you had originally planned out for your future isn’t going to be half as incredible as the adventures you could have by their side. That no matter what you thought you wanted before, this is better. Everything is better since they came along.

Heidi Priebe   (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)