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bewitchingwordss · 4 months
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what's the point of living if you can't eat cake everyday?
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bewitchingwordss · 1 year
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isn't it weird we only start loving parts of us if it's been appreciated by someone else.
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bewitchingwordss · 1 year
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everything i hated about myself is what you hated about me or at least yourself.
you didn't like that i was taller than you and you made your insecurity mine.
you didn't like my curly hair. you wished i straightened it.
you didn't like how i looked. you wished i hit the gym.
you said you wanted to see some curves. eh!
you didn't like when my hair was anything other than down.
you didn't like the movies i watched. nor the shows.
you didn't like the songs i listened to. nor the artists i loved.
you didn't like my words.
you didnt like me eating my favourite foods. you wished i ate sugar-free or gluten-free.
i don't think you even liked me.
you only liked what i could become. what you could mould me into.
you never liked me.
you never loved me.
never.
~ sweet ♡︎
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bewitchingwordss · 1 year
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i burn the pages of memories of you
and seek the warmth of the fire
when does this pain go?
and what's the point if i'm already numb?
~ sweet♡︎
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bewitchingwordss · 1 year
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would i be ur last thought if the world was ending?
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bewitchingwordss · 1 year
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saccharine words of yours
that i fell for.
the lies that i woke up to
and the pretend nights that never ended
lasted for a finite infinity.
laughs and tears
passion and hate
left me with wounds and scars
from a battle i never wanted in the first place
the war i didn't ask for.
the wounds will heal
and the scars will fade
and i will become whole again.
~sweet ♡︎
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bewitchingwordss · 2 years
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maybe if we had met in a different lifetime
things would have worked out differently
things wouldn't have happened the way it happened
maybe we wouldn't have been fighting over everything the other said
there would have been more love than fights
maybe i would still love you
and you'd love me too.
maybe.
~ sweet ♡︎
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bewitchingwordss · 2 years
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staring out a window
a soul, with innocent eyes
faraway there was
the lights that twinkle
each having its own destination
passing her dark eyes like beams of light
she yearned for the same
as those riding the beam;
to pierce through the wind
or perhaps touch the end
if there is any;
but she'd never know
how it feels to pierce through the wind
or if there is an end -
atleast not yet.
~ sweet ♡︎
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bewitchingwordss · 2 years
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maybe we only love the love that runs away.
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bewitchingwordss · 2 years
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i lay in my bed
staring into the dark void
consumed by my thoughts
drowning in an ocean of memories
of you.
your laugh, your smile,
your voice,
of you.
and the way you loved me,
held me,
hugged me,
left me
and hurt me.
you were my most beautiful pain.
you still are.
~sweet ♡︎
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bewitchingwordss · 2 years
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the shortest forever
when i thought
you'd be with me
hand in hand
but now,
you live in the words of mine
which no other soul has ever seen.
~ sweet ♡︎
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bewitchingwordss · 2 years
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the warmth you gave
was like no one else's.
to be donned for years
only to be torn,
to rob me off
the warmth you gave.
and left me with
the feel of winter's mornings
yearning for a glimpse of sun
to replace the coldness
you left me with.
~ sweet ♡︎
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bewitchingwordss · 2 years
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what's the point of thousands of tales that no other ears could hear?
what's the point of clicking pictures throughout the day that no other eyes could see?
what's the point of returning home, if you wouldn't be home?
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bewitchingwordss · 2 years
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you're the only home i keep visiting in my dreams.
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bewitchingwordss · 2 years
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look at me, falling in love with things i can never have including you.
~ me to moon.
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bewitchingwordss · 2 years
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i hope my pain was worth your pleasure.
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bewitchingwordss · 2 years
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oh dear, i could never live a day after your leave.
~ me to myself, about you.
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