Stardustt-child - Those Stars Man

I bet if they put us back together, we'd fit just like lost jigsaw pieces

Excerpt from book I'll never write

I had so much hope for you

you still have so many years to meet so many people you never knew you could love so much

*looks at clock*

Me: Crap. I have to be somewhere in six hours. Time to start psyching myself up.

Your first love ending is the feeling of the car door slamming on your fingers, and as it drives away with your half-ended tendons, you can’t help but think about how beautifully the light reflects off the hood. Your first love leaving is the sound the paintbrush makes as it cracks into two pieces right before the brushstroke that makes an artwork into a masterpiece. Your first love hurting you is the rush of the water down the bathtub drain, sinking sinking sinking like a pile of stones in the pit of your stomach, before disappearing forever simply because you no longer think about it. Your final love is the feeling of a symphony orchestra playing your heartstrings like a harpsichord to the tune of the song that never fails to turn your lover’s lips upwards like a sunset that happened to flip itself on its back to reveal its pink belly to the world. Your final love is the sound of the robins singing their good mornings outside the bedroom window as you open your eyes against their neck at the crack of dawn, before pulling them closer and slipping back under. Your final love leaving is with a note that says “see you tonight for dinner, I love you, be safe” and you tuck it in your breast pocket because that’s the closest you can touch it to your heart and you start heating up the oven because you are so excited to kiss their cheeks that night.

1:28 AM: THE FUTURE (k.p.k)

you can fall out of love as quickly as you fall in it

ain’t that a bitch

I wanna make that boy fall in love with his smile

we believe that love, no matter what, will save us. i don’t know if that’s beautiful, or foolish.

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