February 2012
92 posts
“It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.”
– Albus Dumbledore (via hallowswhore)
To write without feeling is like living without a...
sunday
the-peony:
you remind me of sunday
you lay around like an old book tangled in the sheets of our love
— records playing in the background; me dancing around our home humming “good morning heartache”
sunlight creeping through our windows my heart crushed like cloves — begging you to be my sunday love
Lilys of the Field: Definition Of A Heart →
lilysofthefield:
{A collab poem done with poeticallyprofound his work is in italics} I want to make love to celestial bodies On the dark side of the moon Shine like stardust Feel as light as a balloon I want to write words that won’t ever fade A never ending story And when I stare at your face …
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Raw.
Hey,
I’m just sitting down right now watching tv. There are several things I should be doing like doing my homework or revising but I’m not because there are a million thoughts running through my mind and you are the one that comes up most during my days. I try talking to you and your don’t care or you’re indifferent or you’re just busy. I don’t think you know...
