imploding-horse

it is me, clue

see above for info

*looks at me from the corner of her eye and walks away*

"you know i didn't mean it in that context!!"

"well, you should have."

or

when it hasn’t hit you yet.

where all you can see is bliss and

all you can feel is the breeze and

all you could want is to hold her.

in that second, your brain forgets

you won’t be able to hold her again.

there’s that little minute where you laugh until you can’t

and it can’t hit you then.

so the world feels like it pauses

just so you can giggle and snort around

and though you just reached out for her shoulder

it cannot hit you yet.

there’s that sweet feeling when the weather is just right.

you’re already planning to go see her

at the park after school

before it can hit you that the park is too far

for a dead girl to walk to.

ephemeral, gentle, like the world

embraces you softly every once in a while

just to make the burning coal of relentless days

'erm... actually, clamanda isn't cannon, it's just a ship, meh meh meh'

Fate has knotted our hearts together now.

Thine eyes are deeper than the endless sea,

Our minds have sworn a stout and love-forged vow.

Not love joined duty, but true love alone.

In my thoughts, thou hast been immortalized.

What heart could blame what heaven must condone?

Yet thou hast planted kisses in my mind.

If loving thee be sin, I choose it still.

Not even death shalt tear our souls apart,

For a glimpse into thy eyes, I would kill.

Thy is sown into the depths of my heart.

May angels judge and people stare,