The Way The Draco One Was So Accurate 😔

A Dark Grey Cloud

On the floor

Cigarette in hand

Mind distraught focusing on the door

Wind clapping against her auburn hair

No one could see her do this

She exhaled

Eyes mirroring a dark grey cloud

She knew she wasn't making them proud

Hands clutching to the packet as if it somehow held the solution to all her problems

Mind slowly going numb

The burden of the world slowly uplifting itself from her shoulders

Stress

The birds are singing

Anxiety

It will all work out

Depression

It's a beautiful day, isn't it?

She exhaled

A silent tear sneaking down her cheek

She couldn't stand being considered weak

A subtle knock on the door

She looked back towards the mirror on the wall

Eyelids slowly closing

Mind gone still

Gazing upon her reflection

Reflecting on all the unintentional hurt words from the past

Wandering until she reaches restricted territory

People always said they looked alike

Same passions

Same style

Same mannerisms

Like mother like daughter

That is how the saying goes right?

Mind frozen  

An image of baking a mother’s day cake

Heart twisting until it threatens to break

Nobody said losing her would be easy

But nobody said it would be this hard either

Pov: You are Spider-Man

honestly i think my funniest thought is the image of someone sitting in the theater for spiderman no way home opening night, seeing a blind lawyer on screen and everyone cheering for them, but not understanding why the fuck everyone is so excited for this random blind guy because they haven’t watched the netflix shows and only watched the movies

The Amazing Spiderman (2012) dir. Marc Webb + letterboxd reviews

ive imagined this very moment so many times

i

have

lost

count

imagined how it would feel if you felt the same emotions back. how it would feel if this ever actually became something more than just friends. how it would feel if admitted it to eachother.

and now that we’ve done all that.

im confused and all my emotions are mixed and i don’t know what to feel and what not to feel.

because you see, i like you. i like you a lot more than i realized. a lot more than ill ever care to admit. because admitting it means accepting the hurt that has found its way into my heart.

because this, whatever this is, could hurt a lot of people.

and im scared that if i allow myself to fall for you and if you don’t fall for me, then you’ll have the power to wake up one day and just end this. and i don’t want to give anyone the power to be able to make a decision for me. and i don’t think you’ll be able to deal with me every single day, knowing we like eachother, and then not call me your girlfriend. i think a stage will come when you’ll get fed up with the small smiles in the hallways and the conversation only we know about and being something in the midst of official and nothing, treading the very fine line of friends and more than friends.

a part of me believes that you are actually a nice person and that you genuinely care about me but another part of me believes that this is just a game for you and you aren’t and never will be as invested in this as i am and will be.

to be honest, im just at crossroads.

i do not want to end up getting hurt. i donot want to lose my innocence and my laughter and my will to smile. i donot want to spend nights in misery not knowing if you care or if you don’t. and most of all i donot want to spend my time in agony not knowing if a certain fight will end us.

so im doing what i have to

to save myself from the aftermath of this relationship

even though i know that this decision may end up haunting me and i may end up regretting it at times, regretting the fact taht i let something so beautiful go just because i was scared.

and during those times i truly hope that i can remind myself why i did what i did and that it was for the best.

Elias Veturius & Laia Of Serra: Modern Day AU

“Elias laces his fingers through mine as we walk. He tells me what he hopes to do on his first full day home, his baritone thrumming in my veins like the sweetest, deepest oud playing a song that I wish to hear forever. What a small thing it seems, to walk with the one you love. To look forward to a day with them. I marvel at the simplicity of this moment. And I thank the skies for the miracle of it.” 

never not missing you

here i am again

the shrill winter wind creeping its way into my bones

a crimson sweater hugging my body

sitting on a wooden park bench

pumpkin coloured trees all around

my lush lips shivering against the warmth of the coffee in the mug

heart longing for her arms to envelope me in a hug

the memories were still too strong

vivid pictures flowing through my mind

a heap of emotions flooding my body

at any given time

all the running wild

soon enough turned volatile

the loud smiles

and hallway laughs

turned into broken promises

and broken hearts

i tried my best to repair the damage that was done

fighting through the pain

all the places they planned on visiting when we went to london

all of it gone in vain

a silent tear snuck out of my eye and rolled down my cheek

it had been a long, excruciating week

all i wanted was for my best friend to be next to me

by my side when things got tough

but i realised then that people never stay

not even the ones you were sure of