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Our love was meaningful in every way it took shape, and that is enough. I loved you. I loved you in every version that shaped us. So whether our story ends with us holding hands under nightlight or watching each other live from afar. It was enough that I got to know your love.
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When you start to crack I break myself so you can fill in the missing pieces. I am infinite to you, but I can only give so much until I am devoid of what made me your salvation. Your decrepit fantasy. Clinging onto you like a child because you were all I knew. When it’s convient I’m yours. When it’s behind closed doors, I can be more than a sinful secret. Then we can play dress up and do whatever it is people “in love” do. And I hold on to that morsel, that tiny piece of regard only for you to ask me to mend your gaps again. And I do. I always do. Because I was falling in love with all of you. 
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Do I believe that I was never affected when every little detail that gives beauty to anything in this world, haunts me of what came before. Nothing can exist in my eyes without seeing you. So do I go blind to stay sane? 
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There is no absolution for the ache that ensnares itself around my heart. One caused by your absence. My only respite is silence and masquerading in a twisted delusion where your love never touched my skin so I don’t have to live with the searing reality that we were gilded and fleeting. The version of you that made my soul light with fire is forever gone and lost to my memory. You said I was divine but you damned me to this purgatory of permanent remembrance.
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You always protected me. So why didn’t you let me save you? You’re not a martyr. You’re my lover. Let me help you. Let me carry you home. You don’t need to hurt in silence. Cut me. Scream at me. Unveil your mind and see that I will not run from you. I never would have run from you. Subject me to it all and I will say that I love you, every piece you hide. Every layer you think is warped with hideousness, I would have cherished because it is a part of you. Why don’t you use me? Need me. I am yours. But you are not mine anymore.
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You taught me love. And I hope I taught you that you are worth devotion in its purest form. So even if you find that I’m not the beholder of your heart. If you’re truly happy then it will have been worth it. My love for you goes past wanting to confine you to me. My deeper desire, my prayer, my hope is that you wake up one morning truly at peace, that there is no more war inside your head. I wish I could have been your remedy. But there will never be a night where I don’t hope for you to see yourself as I saw you. As I still see you.
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I’ll wait for you. I vowed to love you until time itself unraveled at our feet…Why is fate twisted, where we must part to save each other. If I knew that the last time I held you was the last time we were lovers I wouldn’t have let you go so quickly. I would’ve looked into your eyes and burned them further into my memory.  But you are still my lover, even in the wake of our farewell— you linger within the things that matter most. Look into my heart and see that it could only ever belong to you. My love, I have to let you come back to being yourself. But I will stay here. They say maybe in another time but I want you today, tomorrow and eternally. Do you know that even now, even in the midst of what feels so dark, that I would do it over and over again to know your love, to know your touch but most of all to know your soul. Your soul is the most beautiful of stars. 
I love you. 
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She coursed through my veins and set me ablaze with pure adoration for her soul. I am devout for her love. Every moment, every word, every touch internally cherished more than anything I’ve ever held in my life. It’s in those days of our unspoken words that I first understood why loving someone is a religion. 
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TW: Uncomfortable interactions with men It was 4am and I washed my makeup off with a wet cloth, keeping my breath silent and my movements short. Words kept replaying in my head, every look, every question that made me want to peel my skin off. 
So you’re a lesbian huh?
He didn’t shame me. He didn’t yell or scream or shout. But he stared. Licking his lips. Eyes glancing all over me. Muttering how much he’d like to try it once. 
That’s hot…
My makeup didn’t come off. It was smudged onto my face despite every attempt to wipe it away. I didn’t feel clean.
Sexy. Fuckable. Adorable. Come here.
My eyes blurred. I looked around my room and I saw a picture of me when I was a little girl. A few years before I realized I was gay.  I dealt with pain and fallout for being who I am. But it’s opened me to a world of life and love that I never thought possible. So for this man to look at me and reduce my experience to nothing more than his lusty desire, was a different guttural ache.
A woman loving a woman is sacred. It’s not for you to understand. You speak of hunger, but your desires are to rip into me and mar my body until I wilt and cower. You want to lay your hands on my skin, take me from my own being to satiate your warped fantasies. 
But to truly hunger for a woman, is to want to know her soul as your own. To find sanctuary in her presence and cherish it. To love a woman is to become a poet. To know the depths of devotion. Sweetness of her words and layers of her being. To heal her, and to be healed in return. 
With her, I am a girl again. Butterflies in my stomach. Laying on the floor together laughing. Her hands holding my hair like treasure, carefully braiding every piece. She soothes my soul and I exist so vividly in her love. It is a gift that you can never take from me.
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There was a day that suddenly all the songs on my playlist went from wishing you were mine to capturing exactly what it is to love you 
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Only death could separate me from her. But even then, she carved a space in my heart. So deeply bound that she is now ingrained in my mind, body, and spirit.  And I would not choose any other fate. They say nothing is predestined in this world but I spent many years, living in a despondent trance until my heart suddenly burst with everlasting devotion and awe the moment I knew I loved her.  
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You enchanted me, casted my satiety into hunger for your affection. I want to devour you. I want to find your treasures and keep them safe inside my heart.I must be sick to be aching for your touch in every waking moment but I crave you.
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She’s my girlfriend. So let me hear you say it once. Not a friend. Not a colleague. She’s mine.
Every subtle touch is tinged with a carnal yearning to look into her eyes and loudly proclaim I love her. Let everyone see me for what I am, and know that at the root of my heart, is her. A woman. My love.
Don’t you see? She is all throughout me. Pictures on my wall. Clothes in my bed. Earrings on my dresser. I wear her ring and you look at me strange when I won’t take it off.
You know why. I know you do. But you choose to live blindly. You tell me we’re good friends. And I keep myself from saying something I shouldn’t. If you knew love as you say you do then how can you not recognize that when I look at her. That satiety doesn’t begin with a him, only her, her touch, her taste, her smell and love alone can make my heart nourished.
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Mercy, I don’t want mercy 
I want your fury 
Your intensity 
I yield control
I yield any strength I’ve ever held
And I fall into your darkness 
Your light
So I ask you to take me
And consume me whole
Make me apart of you
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You looked at me in a way nobody had ever thought to before
Love for the dark and light that existed within me
And when I bled from the blade of cruelty, you washed me of my pain
And in the loneliest hour, you provided me a place to lay my head 
I think back to those times when you were mine and I didn’t know
I had you, we were infinite 
 Nothing else in the world but our two hearts
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Throughout my life, I’ve always had to be the one in control. I’ve had to guard myself and hold my own body up. I’ve been the fighter, the healer, and sanctuary for myself. People are not merciful even when they say such perfectly crafted words. 
But when I’m around you, I let go. I let go of pain and fear. I let go of all the layers I shield my soul with. You know me at my most vulnerable form. And I love having these things reserved specially for you. My skin. My secrets. My inner world.
I’m acutely aware of this exposure. I know that if you chose, you could absolutely break me into a million pieces. And devastate all that I am.  But I’d trust you to hold a knife to my throat and not leave a single scratch.
They may call me naive and a fool. But I remember you caught me. Though your body bruised and bled. You held me so all I would feel on impact is your skin pressed onto mine. You expected nothing from me. And simply told me if I fall, you would catch me. You never break a promise. And in that summer day I fell for you, you caught my heart and never let it go.
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Swim in the devotion of what I deeply feel for you, and bathe in it. Drink it. Live in my love because it will never fade.
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