thoughts in words

Tell me how’s it feel, sitting up there, Feeling so high but too far away to hold me You know I’m the one who put you up there, Name in the sky, does it ever get lonely? Thinking you could live without me Live without me

1 a.m thoughts (3.0)

Dear life, Why does everything that sucks Have to be permanent, And Everything that’s brilliant Have to be temporary?

TRANSIENT

I want to be wine That gets better with age But we’re Odomos, Come with an expiry date

HEARTBREAK

“We need to talk” “I know” Breaking; A single crack

A future break up

Dear future ex I’ll be honest, despite continuously talking about our then-future-breakup, I was never actually prepared for the wave of pain that would come along with actually breaking up. I think the reason it hurts so much is because even though I went on and on about eventually breaking up, I didn’t, for a second, completely…

Big Girls Cry

I’m three years old Going to school for the first time My mom looks at me And says firmly, “Big girls don’t cry”

Girl At Home

She saw him coming towards her and for a second she was confused. She looked around but his girlfriend was nowhere in sight. She looked back at him and all of a sudden, he was close enough for her to touch. He smiled sheepishly at her and she realized what was happening much too late….

always remember…

You don’t ever have to love someone enough for the both of you. Love needs to be shared. One person cannot love for two, while the other feels no love at all. That’s cheating in the most simplest and basic of ways. Don’t you ever love someone that much. It only destroys you. ~going back to…

SEASONS

Spring The season of firsts. The first cherry blossom, first blooming buds, first light showers of rain, and for me and you, the first page. The season of beginning. Beginning of new life, new year and for me and you, the beginning of a new story.

I Love You.

I love you. It’s as simple as that. I. Love. You. But just because it’s simple doesn’t mean it’s easy. It’s so hard. It’s exhausting. Loving you is the most exhausting, but it’s also the most exhilarating.