He shall never know I love him: and that, not because he's handsome, but because he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made out of, his and mine are the same.
Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
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DEAD
Starfox? DEAD.
Eclipse fed? DEAD.
Duality duo? DEAD.
Havoc duo? DEAD
Clownzy? Surprisingly not dead :D
Purple duo? Also not dead. Huh.
:D
/lh
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He pretends as though he doesn't care while I long for him, desperation filling my lungs. Our eyes find each other, and it's just the two of us. Unspoken words threaten to leave our bodies at any moment. Errors and differences are so vast between us that we are unable to get past them. And then we both pretend it doesn't mean anything more when he calls me by my name.
- @journalsofsarila
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See you in my dreams randomly. But in reality it’s a lifetime where we don’t mesh.
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It's a shell.
We're long gone.
Forever has an end.
And time is no more.
Just a small speck of sky.
A large drop of ocean.
Secrets ageless with history.
Promises that speak of betrayal.
Old paintings hung, forgotten.
Letters cramped under the bed.
A flower that wilts on the sill.
A song that died on the lips.
Fading colours behind the mirror.
Longings in the wind, whispered in desperation.
It's an end, like all good things must face.
Atleast we tried.
But what a tragic attempt that was.
For eternities to come,
they'll talk about the lovers
who almost had it.
But almost is never enough.
And so they'll say,
to be young and in love is a beautiful thing.
And we'll watch,
in pity from the shadows.
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shoutout to my mom who was still homeschooling me in 2003, trying to make 80% of my curriculum speed reading and memorization when I had undiagnosed bad eyesight and ADHD. She really gave it her all but it was not in the stars.
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Today I learned that you have a girlfriend
In your words, it’s your “best friend”
You’re only in a situationship but fear to admit it
I had hope, but this morning I had a dream where I asked you if you were in a relationship
You said no, that it was weird for me to ask but I just wanted to know
I had hope
I had hope but it’s okay
You have a thousand best friends anyway
But best friends don’t say “Ti amo, amore” to each other, don’t they?
I don’t know, but what I learned is that
You’re not available anymore
You never were to begin with
I was starting to think it was “love” (lol)
But a guy like you, who vapes and yells and aches
For attention, and a girl like me, who writes poems, likes her peace, would rather play it safe
We were never meant to work
Out
I still invited you to my birthday
We may not have much to say
But we’re still friends, so
Of course I’ll cry when you’ll return to Italy
It’s 6 months from now, but I fear that my feelings will not change
The way you act is strange, so elegant yet deranged
A continued mystery yet to save
I thought we had something, turns out I dreamed it all
For once I thought a fucking guy was worthy of my heart
It is only when you get rejected that you see all their faults
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My Perfect Hologram (Not Meant To Be, But Thank You)
Recently hurt, lost, and afraid
I saw you standing over there
Appearing to come to my aid
Though seemingly part of a pair
“Just friends” I hoped to myself
So easy to talk and relate to
Like a rare read on a bookshelf
Perusing veins of each other’s bamboo
I though that you could be it
The other part of my cracked half
It was indeed her that you were with
But thank you, my perfect hologram
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Signs of confusion can be a blessing in disguise. Don’t let your mind justify the unwanted stress.
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