Niceteethv - Freedom & Healing

There is a boy who still writes to you; and thinks about you all the time. He does this because...well doesn't know how not to.

She came like the morning fog and left as such by the afternoon there was no trace of her besides the dew on the grass, my heart

VM

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These I have loved

A great tall girl, full of blue

Inviting lips, sweet to the eye but never tasted

Glasses that were black but now are pink

A voice of the ocean, Like waves hitting the breakwater

Of hair so perfect, Aphrodite should blush

A figure akin to the sun setting on the horizon

A connection so deep, the ocean has nothing on it

The future that lights up my nighttime

A conversation of Apple's and taste

Two people so together- hot and cold water

The sound of soothing poetry

A great tall girl

Yes,

These I have loved

Don’t care about those who hurt you. Don’t hurt those who care about you.

It's silence I crave, it's why I swim

The weight of water

Over me

Around me-

The safe silence of submergence.

At the waters edge I may be ugly,

But underwater, we are made equal And

When I speak strokes

I Am Beautiful.

-Adaptation of my favourite book, the weight of water by Sarah Crossan

“I have no enemies, but my friends don’t like me.”

— Philip Larkin

Everything that you perceive as beautiful and sublime, may not seem that way to me, but it does not give me the right to say that it is horrible since my perception is different from yours. Art by Jill Tascher Basham.