Oh Phantom, where are you now?
Did you abandon me too?
Exile over love?
Am I that hard to hold?
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I would so like to let myself go, forget myself, sleep. But I can’t, I’m suffocating: existence penetrates me everywhere, through the eyes, the nose, the mouth…
Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea.
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I used to imagine adventures for myself, I invented a life, so that I could at least exist somehow.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes From Underground.
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I find myself drifting off to where reality is irrelevant,
Where my whims are met so beautifully,
Where I am yours and you, mine,
The clouds, our throne,
I find myself slammed right back to reality,
Where my rationality shatters me,
The clouds, rain on me,
You, nowhere around me.
S.M
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Do you know why I choose you? Why I choose to wait for you to come for me? Why I don’t settle for less?
I’ve always wanted to be with someone capable, who knew what he was doing. Someone who’d take me to places I’ve never been to before. Someone who doesn’t mind my recklessness, but joins me in my spurs as I take him back in time, then guides me when I’ve gone too far.
I don’t trust guys my age enough to spend the rest of my life with. I have hopes that with you, life would be a give and take, and it will never be dull.
I was brought up by a protective family, I’m so attached to them that I never want to feel my parents’ absence once I leave home. I always believed a grown, mature man would look after me with the care and protectiveness of a father.
So, I need you to find me soon, capture my attention, and shake my core. I’m stubborn, but don’t let me go. Be my best friend, my lover, and fight for me. I’ll know you’re the one.
S.M
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I wish only for you to read my words
Yet I know all but you are unveiling me
Learning my hopes, my fears, and dreams
Hence, the letters burn.
S.M
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What does the world want me to do?
If I fight for what I want, I don’t get it,
Not even for a brief moment.
It’s like I’m being told ‘That’s not what’s meant for you’
And if I sit by and wait, I end up disappointed. Cause nothing ever comes by.
What sort of plan does the universe has for me? Am I meant to just…exist?
S.M
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Thing is, I'm not normally a 'wallflower' so if I feel like that with you then I'll stop hanging around until I no longer feel that way. However long that takes. Whether you wait or not is up to you. Most people I experience that with are people I can do without.
I no longer have the patience to tolerate that feeling, and I don't have to, I don't owe people anything. But I do owe myself. I owe myself better treatment, better surroundings, better experiences.
S.M
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Can you see the wonder in their eyes?
The many questions, the judging?
They’re seeking you out, my love
It frustrates them, the missing piece to my puzzle
They think you’re real; us united as one
.
Oh how I wish it was true
Be more than a thought
Turn my words into prophecy
A wild fate I can’t deny nor halt
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Alas my love, it’s a distress to me as well
The more I write, the more I yearn
For you My Phantom, I will forever burn.
S.M
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I write, only to confess.
shadyombre
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I was never sure about what’s been happening, but I looked at it with a hopeful
heart and a hint of curiosity.
It beckoned me, I touched it and felt an overwhelming shock.
It took me to a gray place where I was left stranded, yet the yearning was still there.
I tried to callout, but it faded away.
Sometimes there is just black and white, you don’t get to choose gray.
S.M
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I keep my feelings to myself, push them to a corner until they gather dust, lay buried and forgotten.
I’ve learned that it’s better than letting them overflow onto unwilling hands that let them shatter to the floor.
I made an oath to never break my pride, to hold back until the dust is blown by a willing soul.
Beckon me with love, or stay as you are,
Bury your feelings and let us fade into blue.
S.M
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Will my Phantom ever show?
With flesh and bones,
And eyes of love?
My dreams did nothing to quench my thirst,
Oh Phantom, accompany me in reality too…
S.M
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Is it true that people are irreplaceable?
Or is it what I’d like to believe?
Is it my naivety, holding people close to heart?
Never letting go, no matter what holds us apart?
Even if they’re not around, my heart yearns still,
For them to come back and claim their seats.
No matter how many people I come across,
I will forever long for them,
And the part of myself that went along.
Do you hold a part of me wherever you go?
I’d like to think I’m irreplaceable too,
Even if you’re not here to tell me so.
S.M
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Did you ever notice people would rather stop speaking to you instead of apologizing when they're wrong?
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I am homesick for a place I am not sure even exists. One where my heart is full. My body loved. And my soul understood.
Unknown (via quotes)
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