We Lay, My Love And I, Beneath The Weeping Willow Singing 'Oh Willow Waly' Till My Lover Return To Me.

The Lie

You love her. You know you love her. Like you've never loved anyone else- anything else. She's so fucking lovable. Your heart swells at the sight of her, beats faster. Butterflies in your stomach. Euphoria tugs at the corners of your mouth. The room just lit up when she walked through that door. She's so fucking lovable.

But

"I love you too." There it is. The lie you knew would come. Of course it's a lie. How could she love you? How could something as dirty, as tainted, as sinful, as a lie come out of her mouth?

But

Of course it's a lie. She is so fucking lovable. She is easy to love. She doesn't take time to love. She doesn't take effort. Thought. Strength.

To love her is to breathe. The air filling your lungs, the adoration filling your heart- they're one in the same. To love her is to breathe. To live.

But

You. You are not so lovable. You are smoke in the air. To love you is to choke. To claw at your throat and gasp for air. For her.

You've suffocated others enough to know this. Of course it's a lie. How could she love you? How could anyone?

Not even you can.

-Benedict Smith, I wish I wrote the way I thought

the first episode of ghost files is just shane sitting on the floor putting the spirit box back together like ikea furniture

I think we ought to live happily ever after. 💕

STUDIO GHIBLI + VALENTINES DAY

𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸, 𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟷 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

Mid-afternoon Sun

Mid-afternoon sun, poem and art page by me, kiidkeroscene.

Drawn and highlighted under blue/green lights

Coloured lights

Light

The mid-afternoon sun is warm against my skin,

But her touch, her fingers gracing my jawline,

Her gaze, eyes like hazelnut and coffee,

Taking in my sight,

Her heart, full, intertwined with mine,

Her lips, brushing against my cheek,

Are warmer.

nooo not the weight of it all lol

we could be covered in blood together if you stopped playing hard to get

HAMISH LINKLATER as FATHER PAUL HILL in MIDNIGHT MASS