There is a snake that dwells in my backyard
who finds it deeply soothing to spread himself
across a flat rock in the afternoon sunshine
until I stomp along and disturb his slumber,
sending him slithering, S-like, forwards and
sideways at the same time in total silence
sending him into the deep green of the lilies,
into the shadows, slipping in close to the soil
where those things hide that wish not to be seen
and I sense the shame of having scared away
a denizen of the sun, of stone, and replaced it
with the shy emptiness of where he used to be.
-GeorgeFilip
horoscope for the heartbroken by schuyler peck // i don't smoke by mitski // pinterest, uncredited // wearing flames to the grocery store by jasmine ledesma // pinterest, uncredited // a hunger like no other by sk osborn
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.
“I’m better off without you” were the last words you ever told me.
The last words from my favourite person.
The last words before my life went to the lowest point it’s ever been.
You were the one person i was sure i could trust, the one person i could always listen to and the one person i could always talk to.
You.
It was always you, everytime somone asked who i‘m texting, who i‘m thinking about, who i see as my best friend, i‘d say your name. But then on that day, the day exactly we met 5 years ago. You texted me „I‘m better off without you“ because someone you met less than a month ago told you lies about me, so obvious lies, things you should know I’d never do after knowing me for so long. After basically being my second half, and yet you still believed them.
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
“I won’t say it wasn’t meant to be, because it was. We were. Only for a short while, maybe. But we were.”
— Unknown
True, daddy
Just A 23 Year Writing To Stay Relevant, discovering the meme-ing of life along the way - Let's Not Talk Anymore 🌻
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