Thoughts On Love #9
Thoughts on Love #9
Love is like being lost, then finding yourself at your destination anyway. Love is like forgetting the formula on a math test, but still getting the the answer right. Love is life forgetting your wallet and finding the exact change you need on the ground.
Love is an innocent mistake, that ends up better than you could ever have hoped.
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Snow capped kisses
Melt beneath your gaze
As we set out on a path
To nowhere
In hopes that someday
We will stumble upon
Something greater
Than ourselves
When is the last time
That i thought
For myself?
My mechanical brain
Made of gears and gold
Robotic and cold
I do what im told
And nothing exceeding
What was programed
In my bones
My heart is torn
Between two homes
The one i know
And the one I've yet to find
I cant help but feel
That i deserve better
Or at the least
I deserve more
Than this
The forget-me-nots aren't blooming.
They wither on the sill
No amount of water
Could ressurect them still.
The sunlight shines enough for them,
But all I think to do
Is to let them die right there
Like my relationship with you.
If it takes me falling
For you to fly
Then I would plummet
A thousand miles
For you to soar
Again
I'm a melancholic alcoholic
With a tendency for feeling nauseous
Too much love, too much drink
Provides a space for me to think
But my thoughts flee my mind
As quick as they had come
And I am left alone
With my heart feeling numb
Thoughts on Love #16
This is neither what i expected, nor what I wanted.
I thought love was about fighting for something, not with someone- then i realized how similar the two concepts were. I understand now that i was fighting with you in order to protect myself, when really all I needed was you.
Thoughts on Beauty #7
The stars hold infinity. Each one is unique and bright, each one is thousands of miles apart and yet still together in one sky- that is why they are beautiful. Is the same not true for humans? We are each different and still connected, and each one of us holds a light inside of ourselves that can change the world. Are we not beautiful in the same way that stars are? Do we not hold infinity in the same way that they do?
