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secretlywanderlust · 2 years
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An apology to my notebook: "I’m sorry I haven’t seen you in a while, it’s just that I’ve finally been happy. You know I only tend to visit you when I’m feeling down. I’ve found someone who cares for me and loves me. He’s all I’ve ever dreamed about. Maybe I’ll start writing about the good things, but you know that I like to keep those for myself. I hope you’re happy for me."
Excerpt from a book I’ll never write, 122 “An apology to my notebook”
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secretlywanderlust · 4 years
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“Fragments of my heart are scattered all over the world. A piece of my heart is wedged between the bricks of a castle on a hill. Another part of it rests on a rooftop with an ocean view. I left a piece on the streets of a city I merely passed through and another in the streets of a city I could walk blindfolded. A piece of my heart rises every morning with the sun and another is hidden in every pink sunset. There’s a part of it floating on a pacific breeze and another drifting through the Mediterranean. Fragments of my heart have melted together with other hearts and now they live on in places I have yet to visit. But don’t be mistaken; my heart is not broken nor is it empty. With every piece I leave behind, I borrow a piece to take its place in my mosaic heart.”
-Excerpt from a book I’ll never write, 121
“The borrowed parts of me”
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secretlywanderlust · 4 years
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“Oh how lucky I was, to exist in the same place and time as you.”
-Excerpt from a book I’ll never write, 120
“The few and the fleeting”
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secretlywanderlust · 4 years
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“And everywhere I go, I see you in faces of people I don’t know.”
-Excerpt from a book I’ll never write, 119
“Familiar strangers”
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secretlywanderlust · 5 years
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“When your hand touched my back, I was transported. Suddenly we were 18 again, slowdancing in that empty parking lot to songs playing softly on the radio. Our only witness was the street lamp glowing down on us, illuminating the paths of our feet.”
-Excerpt from a book I’ll never write, 118
“When did we stop dancing?”
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secretlywanderlust · 5 years
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“I could tell from the way you hugged me. Years had passed since we saw each other last. After saying a polite hello, we hugged like friends do. But then you squeezed me a little tighter right before you let go. I almost rested my head on your chest out of habit, because it suddenly felt just like old times. I thought I’d never be in your embrace again but there we were. I wanted to hold on tighter but I knew we were different now. The years changed us and you probably had someone else back home waiting for you. But I could tell from the way you hugged me, from the way you held on just a little longer, that somewhere, deep down, you missed me too.”
-Excerpt from a book I’ll never write, 117
“Once and once more”
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secretlywanderlust · 5 years
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“Come back and lay here with me. Let’s watch the clouds go by, drifting without aim as they trace patterns in the sky. Let’s stay until the sun kisses them goodnight and the stars return to greet the moon. See the stars shimmer, see them shine; is it any wonder that our ancestors thought them divine? It almost seems as if they are smiling down at us together. Let's smile back at them, and at each other; a secret smile like we know the future.”
-Piggyback writings, 7
w/ @ramblebrambleamble
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secretlywanderlust · 5 years
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“The moon is ancient; how much history has been forgotten under her pale stare? How many secrets of lonely souls pouring their hearts out to her does she hold in her crevices? Confessions and tears aplenty pool in each crater, hoarded carefully over the eons. I wonder what will happen when she reaches her limit, when she cannot hold anymore. Patiently the sand in the hourglass trickles down; we will soon see what becomes of moons taken for granted.”
-Piggyback writings, 6
w/ @ramblebrambleamble
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secretlywanderlust · 5 years
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“What if we were to vanish with the night? Would you take me somewhere we could stay in secret away from the realities of the day? I would hold your hand tight, as the air takes us away. Letting us slowly dissapear with it. Will we come back? Will we let the sunrise find us in each other’s arms? I hope not because I feel closer to you in the night. Let’s hide away. Like we always do, letting the night be our secret keeper. Are you willing to stay with me in this darkness?”
-Piggyback writings, 5
w/ @sweetemptydarkness
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secretlywanderlust · 5 years
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“How can it be that I’m falling again for this? I know the way you work, I know you won’t stay long, but that gleam in your eye pulls me in all too fast. I know the way you hurt me, I know you will break my heart in a milion pieces, but my legs can't help but tremble whenever your lips say my name. Am I crazy for wanting you when I know that all you do is destroy? Because that's what you do, you destroy and then make sure that all has turned to dust. You say you’ve changed, and I find myself believing you. Late at night my skin asks for your touch, I hear your voice in my dreams, Your cologne floods my room at midnight. I hope you’re here to stay.”
-Piggyback writings, 4
w/ @shitiwritesometimes
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secretlywanderlust · 5 years
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“Does the night not need another's light? Does it find comfort in embracing its shadows? From what I gather, dusk till dawn - I think it might. The night and I are a lot alike. I think we hold the same secrets, so many answers withheld forever like the lines we dare not write, so many tiny treasures that are be too good to share, but even the night has stars and fireflies, so I too let out an occasional secret or two. And even at its brightest, the moon provides a simple stage for trysts and sordid rendezvous - all without judgement or prying eyes. I am thankful for the night and the blanket it provides. Let there always be just enough light, lest it become a blanket of nothing but lies.”
-Piggyback writings, 3
w/ @woodsketches
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secretlywanderlust · 5 years
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“Summer frees the soul through honeysuckle nights and popsicle days. If only it could come quicker, to bring me the freedom I’ve been longing for. I can almost feel it... that warm, inviting breeze that whispers through the trees and makes me believe I am a bird that can fly far away from here, the breeze that will take me across oceans, through cities, and finally reunite me with the Sun. My Sun. That bright, shining star that creates life everywhere he goes, and leaves everything feeling cold and desolate when he leaves. I often wonder why he must leave me in the winter, why can’t he stay all year ‘round? I feel like an addict, craving him as soon as he turns to leave, screaming like a child at the thought of losing him yet again. I find myself constantly chasing that endless summer hoping one day I might stumble upon such a place, such a time, where life stands still and everything is golden. I stumbled upon it once, maybe I’ll find it again, maybe I’ll find him again.”
-Piggyback writings, 2
w/ @i-am-phoenix-rose
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secretlywanderlust · 5 years
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“Does the moon cry? Are the stars her teardrops trapped in an everlasting space, slowly forming black holes?
I asked her, once, why she cries and she said, ‘The sun outshines me. Even my own tears have grow brighter than me and I have become known for my dimness.’
So I told her that all that brightness would never compare to the beautiful phases she shows. I reminded her that she has a unique strength that can move oceans. I hope my words made her feel full again.”
-Piggyback writings, 1
w/ @lovelytissues
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secretlywanderlust · 5 years
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Piggyback Writing
Hey guys! I thought of a writing game that could be fun.
How to play: send me a message with one line of writing, I will then write a line back, You will reply with another line... This will continue until we have created something
Rules: only send one line at a time. I think it might work better if you start with a question. The limit will be around 10 lines.
Bonus: if our creation turns out good enough, I’ll post it on here and tag you!
Example: you send “Have nights always looked like this?” I’ll reply with “I don’t remember them feeling this way.” You reply with “Something is different now-there’s a new sense of peace in the air” etc.
Slide into my dm’s and get writing!
*Edit: if you don’t know how to start or if you just want me to start it, send me a message that says “start”
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secretlywanderlust · 5 years
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“Home always seems a little different each time I return to it. And by that, I mean it is exactly the same, and I am the one who has changed.”
-Excerpt from a book I’ll never write, 116
“Travel changes”
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secretlywanderlust · 5 years
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“They sat on a park bench that once was their favorite spot in town. A few months had passed since they last saw each other. The air, which used to be a warm breeze of grins and laughter, was brisk and heavy.
A question had been living in the back of her mind ever since the day it all went wrong. ‘Why didn’t you tell me you were leaving?’ she asked him, craving an answer to give her peace.
It seemed as if he knew she would ask this question and had rehearsed the answer. He couldn’t look her in the eye, so he stared at his foot as he stirred the leaves beneath it.
He replied with a new softness in his voice she had never heard before, ‘Because I knew you would’ve asked me to stay and I couldn’t break your heart like that,’ he looked up and their eyes met, ‘I wouldn’t have been able to say no.’”
-Excerpt from a book I’ll never write, 115
“Close your eyes as I walk away because I don’t want you to watch me go”
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secretlywanderlust · 5 years
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“That’s the thing. You didn’t fight for me.”
-Excerpt from a book I’ll never write, 114
“You gave up too easily”
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