25 • she/herhopeless romantic who writes poems and stuff about my silly little life
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she has a flower for you!
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
okie this hurted. a lot.
(this is so good tho, kudos 🥹)
Maybe, just maybe, in another universe we were meant to be.
Then maybe there would be an us
instead of just
a you
and
a me.
I wait and while I do, I paint you faithfully in the canvas of my soul, with all the colors and hues that you made me recognize as yours. Faith in your love makes my heart hum, my lips smile as I surrender to every shade.
e.v.e.
There is nothing Nothing No light, no darkness No recognition No rendez-vous No reassuring smiles And we won't fall into each other's arms There is nothing Nothing Less than black, void; null No dance, eternal No second chance No restarting the path where we left off At the last Fork in the road No eternal loop of reoccurrence We could break off, like a curse In lives relived, until the life, lived Where we belong There is no finishing this song There is nothing Nothing Not one single thing I keep imagining Because I can't let go Because I love you so I love you so That is All
--- 18-3-2024, M.A. Tempels ©
Always the poet never the poem, always the lover never the loved, always a choice never the chosen, always the admirer never the admired, always the reader never the story, it hurts having to see or hear someone's story knowing that I don't have one of my own. I know I'm not the average "pretty blond haired" "blue eyed girl" who has a happy ending to her story, but everyone says there's a reason we are specifically alive. and maybe my reason is to just sit here and express that I can't be like everyone else. I've turned everyone I loved into a story, or a piece of art but I was left behind like pieces of glass. it's always somebody else but never me ~ Khushboo :)
my toxic trait is that, i don't give up on people easily. you have to make me hate you to the point where i never wanna see you again in order for me to give up on you.
this and when the hurt wasn't intended and wasn't their fault
Wanting to be comforted by the person who hurt you is a different type of pain..
THE EMILY HENRY LITERARY UNIVERSE as movie posters
oh i should probably say a little something about myself, right?
okay so,
hi! i’m bee, i’m 25 and i’m from wales :O
i’m a constantly confused and bewildered bisexual
i suppose i’m a bit of a writer, i mean, i write words - do they make sense? who freaking knows tbh
i like cats, dogs and otters
birds? nope. i will cry if one comes anywhere near me (if i see a shoebill stork on my screen i’m passing away)
ngl i’m just here for the fun of it
okay cool i think that’s it lol
see ya around peeps
When I look
Into your eyes,
It's like I've
Crash-landed on a
Rare planet.
Everyone recognizes it,
But I can't quite put my finger
On what its name is
Or where I've seen it before.
And then I go exploring.
I walk for a little,
Take steps around the new place.
I come across
A great, big lagoon
Right in the middle.
I get closer,
And it's hollow.
It's deep;
It goes down for miles.
(Maybe that's how Alice
Ended up in Wonderland:
By felling into you.)
I go to take a drink
And splash my face
With its warmth.
Winds blow steady on this planet,
Cooling my being.
And as I fall back
On the sandy surface floor,
I tell you to bury me here
If I die someday.
Bury me beneath
The dirt and the gold
Next to the oasis.
I'll never return to Earth.
Who would want to
After captured this way
By the ones who house
Such brown eyes?
~ asixnfr0g
Handful of cat
(via)
okay but, hear me out here, i actually had a relationship and it lasted and i wasn’t depressed
It's me. I'm the distant aunt.
if only we had met sooner
i might be really good at golf now
and although you’ve been practicing
you’re still losing at mario kart somehow
if only we had met before
we might have two cats (or four)
we might have been to turkey
and brought home several more
if only we had met earlier
i’d be joining you at the football matches
then we’d go back, have some dinner
then head to bed where i give you back scratches
if only we had met a two years ago
which is when you first saw me
you might be ready
and maybe i would be too
but i guess now we’ll never know
I want you. I want us. I want it all. With you. Only you. ♡
some prose i’ve written tonight
@poeticfawnbug on ig!
society is actually wrong. u can like poem and talk about it to ur friends
oh we can't turn back time? that's cool, I'll spend the rest of my life wishing I could though
having anxious attachment styles SUCKS especially with long distance relationships bc yeah we’ve only been talking/dating for 2 months but you called me 3 days in a row bc last week on your way home from work and you message me consistently but i’ve only met you once or twice and now i feel ridiculous for missing you and feeling unmotivated to do anything now that it’s over
ummm here’s a little something, idk if you’d call it a poem but oh welll
it happened quite fast
i didn’t really mind though
until it came to an end
an end i didn’t want
and i’m truly not mad
in fact i feel so selfish
because although you’re not ready
there just isn’t anyone else for me
how can i forget the calls and the facetimes
our first date, you wanted to meet my dad probably just to wind him up
i hope you keep the keyring i gave you
i can’t stop glancing at my phone
just in case you call or message
but i know that won’t happen
so for now, i’ll just miss you
he ended things with me today
note: it’s not his fault at all, it wasn’t mutual but it was for his own personal reasons which i understand but it still hurts
okay so this guy i’m dating told me to write him a poem bc i did ONE assignment on poetry for my english degree and he thinks i’m a poet.
fast forward weeks later and i finally thought of something that doesn’t start with “roses are red, violets are blue”
anyways i’m posting it here. idk if it’s any good, i trust tumblr not to judge me. yes it is sickeningly cute, i apologise in advance. (there is no title yet)
although we’ve known each other less than a while
everyday you make me smile
and that makes it worth every mile
that’s between us across this silly isle
p.s. idk whether to add any other stanzas or if it’s fine as it is 🥹
okay these 3 notes mean that this isn’t awful so thank u. this will probably the only poem i write.
okay so this guy i’m dating told me to write him a poem bc i did ONE assignment on poetry for my english degree and he thinks i’m a poet.
fast forward weeks later and i finally thought of something that doesn’t start with “roses are red, violets are blue”
anyways i’m posting it here. idk if it’s any good, i trust tumblr not to judge me. yes it is sickeningly cute, i apologise in advance. (there is no title yet)
although we’ve known each other less than a while
everyday you make me smile
and that makes it worth every mile
that’s between us across this silly isle
p.s. idk whether to add any other stanzas or if it’s fine as it is 🥹
once I stop being scared of everything it's over for everyone