Hieu Minh Nguyen, From This Way To The Sugar: Poems; "My First"

A dream that burned so bright,

it lit up the corners of the gloomiest alleys.

A dream as bright as the first light,

and as genial as a warm hug.

A gentle touch,

a glacé remembrance

of the sunny woods.

- Anneshwa ✨

Jane Austen was right when she said “I am half agony, half hope.”

Wrapped me like a lullaby

I told you, you'll bloom again.

There are some things that fill me with lumps of emotions, someone touching my hand, looking deep into someone's eyes, sky changing it's colors, clusters of clouds forming weird and beautiful shapes,the setting sun, someone's giggle .

- Anneshwa✨

“I won’t kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can’t get rid of habits.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

if you’re in you’re early-mid twenties and they fucking suck, i promise they fucking suck for most people because it’s the time when you are really figuring out who you want to be how you fit into the world who you should surround yourself and it’s mostly misfires and painful learning experiences and reckoning with your childhood and learning to heal your deep wounds, it’s a very very painful transformation process and it doesn’t really end as you get older, you keep growing and learning, but you learn more and more the tools you need and you can equip yourself with them in times of hardship and find the spaces where you belong that can hold you

Good Girl and Other Yearnings, Isabelle Correa

heavy-handed with metaphor (as all lovers are) & filled to the brim with music

Don't turn someone warm & fuzzy into a cold mess.