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@purawords
The flowers you gave me are welting away and while I knew this would happen
there's something sad
in the way they no longer stand tall.
Why do we pick something just to watch it die. Maybe it's ironic to give a gift of flowers.
Here is something beautiful
but temporary,
let's all ignore the fact
that it will end tragically.
I'm sorry the same happened to us.
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I said âI love youâ when I meant something much more specific, I should have said âPlease donât leave me, Iâm afraid to sleep alone.â
Clementine von Radics (via wordsnquotes)
I am not a flower that can be picked and left to wither away. I need water, I need sunlight, I need cared for. Leave me in the goddamn soil if youâre going to ask why I canât stay beautiful. I will not torture myself asking if you love me. I will not run myself dry for you. Pick my pedals and toss me aside, I will learn how to bloom again.
(via purawords)
"You were my moon, my light in the darkness.
You said our love was larger than the galaxy so maybe I should have seen it coming when you asked for space.
I wish on shooting stars that they will bring me back to you, but I think they get lost in translation amongst the constellations. "
"It seemed so silly to me when my therapist asked if I'm feeling depressed because it's winter. As if the seasons actually dictate my mood much greater than my mental illness does. That the lack of sun can cause my lack of happiness. How was I supposed to tell her that winter is my favorite season.
That I find comfort in the cold. My soul doesn't look so out of place anymore. I finally have a reason to feel this constant numbness that chills me beyond my bones
That the snow covering the ground gives me an excuse to lay covered in bed. No one notices the amount of time spent hidden in the safety of my own room as abnormal when the outside is so unwelcoming.
That I sympathize with the icicles, I understand how it feels to dangle from a rooftop feeling fragile, counting down the days until we melt away.
That I see myself in the trees. How they stand alone; naked and afraid. They work so hard to become full of life only to be stripped away months later.
How do I get my happiness to stay longer than four seasons if even the teees cannot succeed? "
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My Partner Leaves Me &Â Buzzfeed Encourages Me To Try Pilates
To buy a new set of sheets. I tell my friends loudly, I will not wallow as I purchase $40 of cereal marshmallows from the internet in a transaction I will later come to regret both for the resulting identity theft but also because I really wanted those cereal marshmallows and donât know if I can handle another disappointment. Buzzfeed says, go to a new bar and flirt with a stranger. I get stoned with my motherâs friends and watch the classic 1984 breakup film The Terminator, not-not-crying as Arnold takes the screen, all smoke and metal, and what more could you ask for than this? to be huge and loud and indestructible? listen, I know exactly how too-much I am, I have lived in this machine my whole life, this is not the first time love has left me scratching at my skin, praying to withstand just one more burning, Buzzfeed believes I would benefit from a meal plan service. I pause the movie to curate a plate of Oreos, Waffles & Syrup on a bed of Double Stuf, then carefully place the Fireworks Oreos in the garbage where they belong, because they are just second-rate Pop Rocks and I deserve better than that shit. Onscreen, Arnold tosses a guy from a phone booth, flips through the listings until he finds her, and as he pulls up to the driveway, I am the only one holding my breath. Arnold knocks on the door and it opens, he says Sarah Connor? and she says, yes, (her only line in the movie) and then he shoots her like twenty-two times, and moves on to the next Sarah Connor in the phone book. Six months ago, my friend Megan asked me, do you think you would marry him? and I laughed into the phone, said that would be a disaster, meant, that would be a disaster, but Iâd do it in a heartbeat if he asked, meant, of course, Iâm not the one heâs looking for, but goddamn if it didnât sound like it when he said my name
Swallowtail, by Brenna Twohy
Everything feels so far away. your voice your hands your love. How did we get here. When did you and me vs the world become me and you vs our words.
I am a filthy kinda beautiful. Smudged makeup and bitten lips, I choke on half finished poems and we all call what I cough up lovely instead of lonely the dirty kinda pretty where I drop Gâs off the end of my words without anyone sayinâ anythin' because I have a soft mouth that I hear looks good for somethinâ an ugly hopeful, the point where prayer is not enough and even the preacher knows, hearing âThings are gonna get betterâ and knowing it isnât true, it isnât kindness, they just donât know what else to say sloppy poetry, sloppy kisses, sloppy love, I am a mess of a girl callinâ herself Grown, as though I still donât cry myself to sleep like I did when I was a child, as though I still donât dream of something so spectacularly better it could only ever be called a fairytale
$0.06 Poetry || O.L. (via poetbitesback)
I always felt like a cup half empty with you, and I know- you have always been an optimist if it were up to you, we would have struggled through this, slept in the same bed without touching and called the space between us love but I am a realist, it wasnât enough and we are both so impatient I couldnât wake up each morning hoping for kisses to drink only half a glass, I am thirsty and tired and wanting and it isnât enough
when love isnât enough || O.L. (via poetbitesback)
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i am afraid that if i open myself i will not stop pouring. (why do i fear becoming a river. what mountain gave me such shame.)
Jamie Oliveira, âErosionâ (via wordsnquotes)
You silly little girl, you think youâve survived so long survival shouldnât hurt anymore. You keep trying to turn your body bulletproof. You keep trying to turn your heart bomb shelter. Stop, darling. You are soft and alive. You bruise and heal. Cherish it. It is what you were born to do. It will not be beautiful, but the truth never is. Come now, you promised yourself. You promised youâd live through this.
Clementine von Radics, âThere is the Worst and Then There is More,â Mouthful of Forevers (via wordsnquotes)
So plant your own gardens and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
Jorge Luis Borges (via 7mayforever)
A lover doesnât discourage your growth. a lover says, â â âI see who you are today, I cannot wait to see who you become tomorrowâ
Donte Collins (via annadownsouth)
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Does the captain apologize to the lighthouse for his shipwreck. Says Iâm sorry, you didnât fail me, the waves were just too rough. I saw your light and my god did I want to get to you but these currents were too strong. I fought and fought but I could not win. It doesnât mean I didnât try. It doesnât mean I gave up hope. Through the fog I still tried to find you. I still tried to make it back onto your holy ground but this boat was filled with too many holes to float.
Your light is the only one Iâd try to find
I used to think trees were selfish for getting rid of their leaves in the autumn but they were only trying to survive. You took everything from me and I was still trying to hold on. To not let you fall like the others had. I was slowly dying while you demanded for more. Tie a noose and hang yourself on my naked branches. For that is the only support I will give you now.
