May 10, 2015
I’ve never known an ounce of sanity or where to find this so-called happiness.
May 9, 2015
the flow the eve the silently we go in, through tunnels of solitude how words could motions would the eyes our ears your voice the tears an ocean of blue love that could sadness that would a breach of uncertainty here, …
May 8, 2015
I just want to die in my most precious moment.
May 7, 2015
We like our relationships to come as one, but they’re often a two way street where we intersect for a moment and then move along for the next intersection.
May 6, 2015
To love, to feel the friction of another with intensity so opaque it makes your knees tremble and quake.
May 5, 2015
laid out underneath black skies wedding daze we ride june eve mid-may hands to eyes palms to knees breaking down are soulmates meant to be they think forever yet what about after when we’re stuck in the hereafter waitin…
May 4, 2015
He asked why I like to write poetry and I just said it was because I wanted to understand every single one of his colors.
May 2, 2015
I hate people, but oh do I love writing about them.
May 2, 2015
Be beautiful enough to understand the meaning behind beauty and how it’s not defined by appearance.
May 1, 2015
they think forever yet what about after when laughter lessens and the love you gave was mere cancer