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To Symphoniaix.
xi. Symphoniaix, 17 Aug 2020 03:47
a year ago i held you to my chest for the first time. now i wrap my arms around myself, holding my own chest, trying to keep myself from bursting in to a million pieces. all i can think is what i'd give just to tell you i'm proud of you. all the storms you shouldn't have had to weather but did, you are a lighthouse, taking every crashing wave and still standing tall, sending out light and drawing me in. i am friends with the places you are crumbling and you are a shelter all the same.

To Forgentine.
restart Forgentine, 16 Aug 2020 19:37
theres a new dawn somewhere
maybe i wont be so messed up like i am now
maybe ill be normal
maybe i can make you happy

To Forgentine.
gross Forgentine, 16 Aug 2020 19:35
why do i feel tired when i should love you
i do love you
i do.
then how come when you spiral into the same pit im in i feel so tired? comfort doesn't come to you or me.
your hurt hurts me
i love you
i do.

To Forgentine.
the look Forgentine, 16 Aug 2020 19:34
in your eyes when you yell at me for being something you dont want me to be
im sorry i cant carry the torch
because my words never come out right and the glares i get are too overwhelming
you dont need to try anymore
id rather rot in the darkness anyways

To Tearshedinheaven.
observations Tearshedinheaven, 15 Aug 2020 20:18
maybe the domesticity we crave is already here. the golden filament of a lightbulb and the gentle sway of weeds in the front yard. the understanding between the stars and the moon. much less longing for a better life but longing to be known, longing for a north star.

To Tearshedinheaven.
yearning. growth. Tearshedinheaven, 15 Aug 2020 20:14
it feels as if it's been ages since i last visited and ages since i've known what to do with my words. the papers pile up and the emotions go unprocessed and the drip finally stops. i'd like to live a new kind of poetry but i find myself fixated on the past and the things i know i will never understand, the closure i will never receive. wounds do heal in due time, but they leave jagged scars on freckled skin in ways that tell you you have lived, but in doing so grown uglier.

To Sodafizz.
I'm Sodafizz, 14 Aug 2020 22:25

To Astrohollow.
Happiness Astrohollow, 13 Aug 2020 02:12
is nothing more than a naive phase between two depressions

To Giulia.
Maybe Giulia, 11 Okt 2020 21:15
it's a manifestation of what could be your reality

To Symphoniaix.
x. Symphoniaix, 09 Aug 2020 10:42
dont go i will always ache for your lips on mine and my chest pressed into yours, scolding me about how you cant breathe when i want to be flush and flustered and keep my heart as close to yours as possible. dont go i will always remember how your voice softens when you say you love me and worry it could soften for someone else. dont go i will always get red in the face ears chest arms legs entire body a hot flame when i think about you calling me pretty and taking me into your mouth. dont go.

To Symphoniaix.
ix. Symphoniaix, 09 Aug 2020 10:34
i lay eyes closed lips parted hands rested on a rib cage that longs for your fingers instead, touch me and taste me and leave me behind for i am forbidden.

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