Max Ritvo, From Four Reincarnations: Poems; “Living It Up”

Yeah, there are liars but then there's you..mmm, in retrospect that's what probably brought me to you

Priest by Julia Michaels

“It’s hard to wait around for something you know might never happen; but its harder to give up when you know its everything you want.”

- Unknown

It's silence I crave, it's why I swim

The weight of water

Over me

Around me-

The safe silence of submergence.

At the waters edge I may be ugly,

But underwater, we are made equal And

When I speak strokes

I Am Beautiful.

-Adaptation of my favourite book, the weight of water by Sarah Crossan

Lockdown, quarantine whatever it may be you'd like to call it teaches me what I know but refuse to accept, that there are so many ways to be lonely besides the particular way I am lonely...

Garden Snake

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

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

Ah that motherfucker, there she is, what a bitch

In my bed in my head in my heart

I walk down memory lane because

I love running into you

Rose tinted memories come flooding in

And I have you back for a few

Its hard to think

That not everything is cataclysmic

That the universe didn't plan for us

When all the pieces seemed to have fallen into place

Wrong person right timing?

Maybe next time around

When you're brought into my orbit

Ill have new moons and might finally know my place in this galaxy

But will our gravity be enough to make you stay

3 years ago I wasn't enough

3 hours ago I was too much

And what a shame

I had already imagined us

I dont know if I loved you, or the space you filled

In my bed, in my head, in my heart

And I can still see it

Concerts in your boxers and rooftop philosophies

I loved the thought of being with you

Or maybe it was the thought of not being on my own anymore

Alone

In my bed, in my head, in my heart

How do I ask the universe for anything other than you?

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IMBIMHIMH 28/12/21

web weaving about loving someone that doesn't love you back pls<3

—unrequited love

anaïs nin // mirrors // clementine von radics // holly warburton // jane seville // svetlana tartaskova // honeybee: baggage by trista mateer

It's silence I crave, it's why I swim

The weight of water

Over me

Around me-

The safe silence of submergence.

At the waters edge I may be ugly,

But underwater, we are made equal And

When I speak strokes

I Am Beautiful.

-Adaptation of my favourite book, the weight of water by Sarah Crossan