moan louder babe i can still hear the voices
˖ ࣪⭑ ˖ ࣪⭑made by me:) ˖ ࣪⭑ ˖ ࣪⭑
letting go of the image i had of you
In the gallery of memories, shadows of you reside,
A canvas painted with moments, emotions we could never hide
Time tears apart the cloth that was once our relationship, threads of letting go,
Unraveling illusions, releasing what used to glow
Your image, once framed in the corridors of my mind,
Fades like a sunset, leaving any nostalgia behind
Every stroke of acceptance, gives me a brush of grace,
I release the past, in my heart's sacred space
The portrait of us, a masterpiece in its own right,
Now gives off warmth and light at night
Bitterness still lingers, but just the echoes of a song,
A melody of change, as I move along
For in the chapters of tomorrow, I'll find,
A canvas anew, where serenity is enshrined in an image that is not you
i hate her i hate her i hate her
anyone else the loneliest girl in the world
current frenchy read: La chauve suivi de la leçon by Lonesco Cantatrice
it is originally a play however it was $5 at my local bookstore so i couldn’t resist
“could it be that i feel for another loser? ”
lana del rey, in my feelings 2017
but i’m just a girl
˖ ࣪⭑ ˖ ࣪⭑made by me:) ˖ ࣪⭑ ˖ ࣪⭑