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Nicole Krauss, The History of Love (via books-n-quotes)
My eyes first settled on you during Summer, Words found their way to you through the rain. My heart was shattered while the world was a dying beauty, You broke my heart when began the fall. Autumn or the season of love as I call it, Was the season I’d always find myself, Be it through the floating leaves Or be it through the crispy air. Confused sometimes I was, Wondering why the leaves fell? It was untill you left I finally acknowledged, The secrets that autumn always kept. The leaves changed their appearance year by year, Not because they wished so, But because they were destined to. Change is inevitable, Fall taught me so. The leaves always reminded me, Of the memories we made. But the falling yellow leaves now reminded me, There still is a beautiful and dark world ahead yet to feel. But the lifeless leaves were always replaced, Replaced with something more beautiful. I wish the loneliness I feel without you, Will be replaced with the birth of something new. The yellow leaves descended down with the only belief, That the strong and still ground wouldn’t let it sink further. So, the leaf flew gently, Dying so elegantly. If was just an autumn leaf, You were the crispy air. Who gave me the hopes that I could fly, But left me within a stare. And now I’m just an autumn leaf, Wandering and falling aimlessly. Wondering who would catch me while I fall, Wondering who would be my ground after all…
priya-0707, writing prompt #63: write about the beauty of autumn (via wnq-writers)
Find someone who loves you well. Someone who never belittles you. Even in the heat of an argument. Someone who is gentle with you, but does not treat you like you are fragile. Someone who knows what you are capable of, and celebrates those pieces of you. Not someone who is intimidated by your strength. Someone who doesn’t make you feel guilty for being flawed. It is not love’s job to punish you. And remember the person you love is just as broken as you are when they fall short. No one is perfect – do not hold them to this standard. Find someone who is patient, forgiving, and apologetic. Someone who practices forgiveness freely and often. Love someone who is humble, kind, and empathetic. Not only with you, but with a beggar on the street, or a stranger in the supermarket. Common courtesy is important. Compassion is important. Kindness is important.
Unknown (via themotivationjournals)
Playing Hopscotch With The Sun
I’m brushing the soil from my irises so I can finally see the lights casting their Eden shapes on the road before me. I’m jumping on each one as if I’m playing hopscotch with the sun, no fear of getting burned because I’m already on fire and all the dead skin turns to ash, dissipating in the wind like childhood tears. I’m not sure where in going but I’m happy to burn out the poison getting there. I’m a rockstar!
Can There Really Be?
Can there really be a
man
who not only
breaks down
my walls
but can also
stay
when he sees
the mess?
Can there really be a
man
who isn’t
a puppet master
and tries to
manipulate and
control me
but instead is
patient and
understanding with me?
Can there really be a
man
who doesn’t play
games with
my heart
and instead is just
real, and
genuine about
who he is
with me and
what he wants?
Can there really be a
man
who’s up front, loyal, and
honest
with me?
Can there really be a
man
who’s intelligent,
funny, and a
gentlemen?
Can there really be a
man
who has these qualities
out there
just for
me?
I ask because
I’m not settling for
anything less.
a small wisdom that I need to remember 🌿
I hope you fall in love with someone who always loves you back and never lets you fall asleep thinking you’re unwanted. I hope you fall in love with someone who holds your hand during the scary parts of horror movies and burns cookies with you when you’re too busy dancing around the kitchen. I hope you fall in love with someone who sees galaxies in your eyes and hears music in your heartbeats. I hope you fall in love with someone who tickles you and makes you smile on hard days and on easy ones. But beyond all that I hope you fall in love with someone who will never leave you behind and who will never take you for granted. I hope you fall in Love with someone who will stand by you when you’re right and stand by you when you’re wrong, I hope you fall in love with someone who has seen you at your worst and who loves you anyway. I hope you fall in love with someone who kisses you in the rain and hugs you in the cold and wouldn’t have you any other way. I hope you fall in love with someone who puts love first and it’s their heart’s intent to meet all your needs. We all deserve that special someone who loves and never walks away.
mardybryant (via wnq-writers)
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Loyalty isn’t grey. It’s black and white. You’re either loyal completely, or not loyal at all. And people have to understand this. You can’t be loyal only when it serves you.
Sharnay (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
I am awake at five am with lust for drowning. The tub is one room over, and I can almost hear the way the water would bubble from my mouth, rising redder and redder like cherry syrup. The taste of Epsom salt, and coconut body wash burning my throat. It is five am and the stars are laughing at the urge to floss the anguish stuck between my teeth with vocal chords. The walls are telling me to play cat’s cradle with my heart strings. I am awake at five am and my bones are bucking and shuddering. They are more feather, flight and fear, than bone these days. My fingertips are whispering to make dream catchers out of my arteries. I am awake at five am and my eyes burn like bits of brimstone lodged in my skull. Hell is a place in my chest, and my lips are the gates. Do I taste of damnation and hellfire yet, love? They say you shouldn’t flirt with death, but Death is the sweetest angel of all. Death’s asking for my ring size in the shadow of the smoke detector’s artificial life. I am awake at five am, and I wonder how it feels to be alive.
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6:59am 09/27/17
I don't look up anymore because I'm too busy looking at the fallen leaves on the concrete. I just noticed the sky was gorgeous and it made me notice that I don't look up anymore. I don't look up anymore because I'm too afraid I'll start crying and someone might see me and ask why. I just noticed there's a lot of people and it made me notice I don't look up anymore. I don't look up anymore because I'm too frustrated to care about the gorgeous sun gleaming down during fall when it should be cold. I just noticed that I don't really care that we have beautiful weather instead of the cold, one thing I hate the most, and it made me notice I don't look up anymore. I don't look up anymore because I'm too tired, I just want to go home and sleep some more. I just noticed that I sleep too much, after I was told over and over about how much I sleep, and it made me notice I don't look up anymore. I don't look up anymore because I'm too busy, I'm busy listening to a sad playlist I made that probably keeps me sad. I just noticed that I'd rather stay sad like this for a while, it's comforting in a way, and it made me notice I don't look up anymore. -h.g.