You Find Out Why

Maya, 20. Boulder/DFW. ENFP. awkward dancing expert, wannabe global hiker. If I were a fruit, I'd be a grapefruit. Basically.

[theworldwithoutbravado]

Three Words

how can three words give way to the twisted knot in my chest yet another three make my heart soar beyond words

every time I hear them. every time I think them. three words. 

I miss you. Please don’t leave. I love you.

Three dots in an ellipsis, its silent song whispering “life goes on”

cruel tricks of the doubting mind swirling in deep gray tones of heartbreak as I wonder which three words she’ll chose to say

across the miles of rolling hills and flat dry lands between us I hear the whispers of the wind say the most heartbreaking three

“she’s moved on”

[melisica]

Connor

[p-aradisegls]

[alleven]

[adrenaline]

Unknow Source

[thewestcoastwolf]

[naturaekos]

[saying]

[andthenyourealizethat]

[adirabennett]

[telluria-n]

[naturaekos]

[crushing-quotes]

“My mind says to let go of you, but it feels like I’m cheating on my heart if I try to move on.”

[adrenaline]

[theworldwithoutbravado]

5:42am

listening to Cigarettes After Sex and staring out my window I can see the light of sunrise begin to trickle in over the mountains

I wonder if she misses me the way I miss her

the sky starts to cry soft tears, falling slowly then violently all at once, like the way I fell for her piercing blue eyes the first time I watched the sunset holding her hand, her fast thunderous pulse matching mine

I wonder if she’s moved on

I sit on my bed, where we once held each other with our bodies close and our hearts closer. the orange-purple hues of the new day break the stillness of dark, reminding me the comforting quiet of night will soon be replaced by the cheery chirping of birds and the screeching hiss of espresso machines working overtime

I wonder if her heart still beats to our song

I reach for my phone- maybe I should text her. What would I even say? “I miss you”? “I spent the whole night unable to sleep thinking about us”? “I hope you’re doing well”?

I put my phone down, a reluctantly logical brain putting to bed the belligerent desires of a romantic lovelorn heart. The dark has completely gone now, leaving behind but a faint memory of the once ever bright shine of the moon.

I wonder if she loves me the way I still love her

[timbllr]

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im tired, can i kiss you