I’ve never let go of something easily. every goodnight kiss is long and drawn out, and I’ll always be the last one to look away I can’t kiss your neck without leaving myself in places no one else can see— reds and purples that ache with my memory for days. I can’t love without giving …
It is august. Last year I came to life during this month finding myself in kisses and smiles in stolen hours and midnight car rides building a home in another discovering the truest me with a warm hand helping me through a world where I didn’t face the quiet alone - It is august This …
being in love has always been a choice and you strayed at the first bump you left on a whim and an idea that’s not love - love is a place to grow it’s a journey with more than just ups it’s a beautiful thing with thorns it’s more than a hobby or a distraction …
I’m tired of temporary things. - I’m tired of fleeting happiness of momentary stability and changing feelings - I’m tired of people who don’t know how to stay who use promises as weapons and me as a hobby - If you’re not going to stay please don’t come any closer to me I’m too tired …
sometimes at night, I wonder how she’s doing not the woman I have loved, but the one that I will not the woman who left, but the one that will stay --- I wonder if she dreams like I do of sleepy mornings and warm kisses of soft cuddling and corny texting of stolen time …
I am more than how you treated me I am not the backup or the second choice I am not your toy or your secret I am not the person you just taste on the way I am not the place you leave your empty promises and hollow words I am not what you pretend …
it is always the invisible things I miss the things that you feel instead of see the things that you find without looking - like the love behind a kiss the safety in an embrace the security of your hand in mine the sincerity in your smile the presence in the smell of you left …
I washed the sheets of my bed (our bed) until they stopped smelling of you I threw away every last little piece of you that you left in my room I broke the chain of the necklace you gave me and hid the bracelet that matched yours I deleted every picture of you from my …
please kiss me. kiss me in the dark like all you need is the two of us. kiss me in the light like you’re proud that I’m yours. kiss me on the cheek and let me kiss you on your forehead. --- give me sleepy kisses in the morning, and I’ll give you kisses at …
and sometimes i just want to walk into the dark, and let it close up around me like the arms of a lover. ------- who would worry, who would miss me? there’s no one here to love and hold me. there’s no place here that feels like home. ------- even if I wandered forever, at …
