Regrets, The Day I Was Lured By Your Scent

Regrets, the day I was lured by your scent

Regrets, the day you took my heart

Nah

The day I let you take my heart

regrets

The sprint to my descent was quick

Regrets

Gave my most beautiful painting to a blind man

Regrets

Llife coloured in a portrait of black and brown

Regrets

I'd barter my soul just to get back my heart

Regrets

Regrets

Regrets

Hopefully

One day

Contentment

2018.04.21

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5 years ago

To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don’t need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself

5 years ago

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


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2 years ago

“Be nice to yourself. It’s hard to be happy when someone is mean to you all the time.”

— Christine Arylo

3 years ago
Baby, Who Has Two Phones?
Baby, Who Has Two Phones?
Baby, Who Has Two Phones?
Baby, Who Has Two Phones?

Baby, who has two phones?

3 years ago

I wanted to write honestly what I really think of the girl I love so I did, I won't be able to tell but hear Tumblr

when I think about sunshine and laughter  it is your face that comes to my mind.

I'm holding you tightly so you don't slip away away, I think  I'm holding on too tight my finger lingering slowly up, it strokes your soft hand, along your cheeks, I twist my finger around your hair. damn, I forgot  you don't like that.

I see something in your eyes fuck, I'm stranded in an art museum.

I'm alone in your garden and my head is full of you. I like you too much I want you all to myself. What is your dream, this world. Our Dreamworld. The garden we are laying seeds down for. I think, what if one day I have to forget your eyes? Your voice ?   I wonder will I lose you? I'm holding on so tight, it feels like I'm fighting a whole city.

The seeds, what will happen to the seeds I'm planting. the trees, the flowers, the lilies, the roses, the sunflowers and avo trees - they always were too expensive in shops. will they have blossomed? Have you tasted its fruit? will I have to tear it down, Will I have to burn this garden too? I can't,

I will water it forever and wait but what if you return only with a firestick? My tears fill up rivers for you. But my feelings fill the ocean. Is this an endless garden? don't plant thistles or ivy! My heart pains, I hate tearing down gardens, Have I already? Tell me what it is that you see? In the mirror I see, no lily, no rose, no sunflower. I turn and see baby blue Cadillacs driven by peg-legged nuns on pogo sticks. I lay my head on your heart I hear one, two, three heartbeats.

Will I be turned into a person who's text is left on read. but don't worry I say. I will never say a word


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5 years ago
25 Posts!

25 posts!


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4 years ago

“If you want to know who controls you, look at who you are not allowed to criticize.”

— Voltaire (via emergentpattern)

2 years ago

“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

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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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