It sucks.
Being so close,
But knowing,
I can’t.
Can’t kiss you.
Can’t hold your hands.
Can’t just hold you.
It feels like I’m holding my breath.
Waiting.
But waiting for what?
I guess that’s the question.
It sucks.
Being so close,
But knowing,
I can’t.
Can’t kiss you.
Can’t hold your hands.
Can’t just hold you.
It feels like I’m holding my breath.
Waiting.
But waiting for what?
I guess that’s the question.
“i talk to the moon about you every night. the stars surrounding her are getting tired of me uttering your name as if that’s the only word in the dictionary.”
— an excerpt from a book i’ll never write #2
“When I found out you liked her, a crack started forming in my heart.
When I found out you liked her, hate started growing in me and I had no idea why.
When I found out you liked her, my world crumbled.
Because I will never be her, and you will never like me as you do her.”
- when i found out you liked her
“I fall in love so easily. Maybe that’s why I built the walls massive and secure and the trenches so deep, maybe that is why I was hesitant to let you in. Because; The first time I met the ocean, he waved to me, then pulled me in- ankles first and heart second. The first time I met the moon- I mean the first time I really saw it glistening in the sky and kissing the stars- I fell for him too. The first time I met the mountain-tops with their vast glorious peaks, they captivated me like nothing else, and I felt myself entertaining a new passion for their immense beauty. I thought all that was enough- I didn’t think I needed more But then, I met you. and the first time I met you your deep ocean eyes wrapped me up like a high tide, your glistening smile created this instant demand for your lips, and when you did kiss me- they brought me to heights mountains couldn’t touch. The first time I met you; I saw myself falling again for the last time.”
— SNM
the
waves
were
untamed
and
so
were
we ,
you
should
have
seen
us
riding
the
ocean
and
fighting
the
sea
“I like to think that raindrops are teardrops of a star for a special someone on Earth. I like to think that on rainy days, a person is deeply loved through every drop that falls from above.”
— Lukas W. // The cry of a star