Aug 5, 2015
Same bed. Same pillows. Same blanket. Same sheet.
Everything’s the same
When I looked at your favorite spot,
You’re no longer there.
Same bed. Same pillows. Same blanket. Same sheets.
But not the same me.
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Same bed. Same pillows. Same blanket. Same sheet.
Everything’s the same
When I looked at your favorite spot,
You’re no longer there.
Same bed. Same pillows. Same blanket. Same sheets.
But not the same me.
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You can lay around my body, you can touch me, you can be with me. You are so far away from me yet I can still feel your warmth between the pavement and my toes. When you are around, I can see everything vividly. I am lost in the dark without you. My soul awakens every time your beams fondle my freckled skin. My world is a beautiful place because of you. But I can’t even stare at you for a long long time— all I can feel is nothing but pain. I can’t even touch you the way you touch me. I can’t even be with you all the time. Every time our eyes meet, there's this torturing feeling digging at the gist of my chest. Because I can’t even call you mine. You are not mine. You will never be mine.
you are like the sun // c.p.
Pick up your purse. Spray some perfume Re-apply your lipstick. Let go of that whiskey you’re currently holding. Wear your louboutin and your party dress. Put that jewelry and let it hang on your neck. Wipe away that mascara smudging all over your face.
You’re too precious to sulk and to hate your life. So get up. Stop crying. Stand tall. And move.
Dance with life.
Because no matter how shitty its beat is, you’ll learn to enjoy it as long as you dance and move freely.
I hate you. But every time I look at your eyes, I see daisies.
I love daisies.