“In My Heart I Love Her All The Time.”

Finding that one scene in a book that you love to read again and again because you just can’t get over it is the best part of reading in my opinion

writing prompts! all about night edition

hands are cold but feet unmoving, watching magic in the night

I didn’t mean to say it in my head and I didn’t mean to whisper it at night

it’s nearly night, frost creeping in on silent feet

it’s the song of night that draws me in

at night, when I’m alone, I look up and I can see the stars

a lantern far away glimmers and I can run away into the night

take me to a place in the middle of the night when the stars shine brighter as the sky turns slowly lighter

in the coolness of the night, send the shadows into flight

But as I’m walking forward, I’m walking into the night

in the heartland, where the night creeps in solemnly

you bought tomorrow and banished the night

if I ever think about you at night, if I whisper your name so soft

make a little more color in a lightened up night

and the night was upon us as the dark came creeping in, do you remember?

sometimes I dread the night, and feel so bitter

if the night can hold my hand and if the shadows are my friends I guess I’m alright

I can’t see the moon against the brightness of night

waiting for the light to untie night’s strings and the sky to come undone

the night was ebbing in and out like the sea

I am the power, I am the night

the past that haunts and fears that slide around in the back of my brain at night

like the closing of a story, the night rolls across the page

which is more lovely, the night or the day?

late night hurting, fever’s chill, I want a word, I need a will

let me stich your constellations onto the quilt of my night sky

A weak week!

I buried my head in a pillow to bawl

Knees to my chest like a ball

I guess it was the Domino effect

Of being vulnerable, easy to affect

Sometimes my heart twists and wrings

Most often my head hurts and rings

I assure you it's not just a phase

I've tried but the feeling doesn't faze.

No one really saw the signs

Even if it's simple science

At last I cried out aloud

Louder than I was allowed.

(there's something so comforting about homophones. <3)

I Never Could

With a shy smile and a dusty guitar

You sing me a song about rainy afternoons

You close your eyes and get lost in the lines

Leaving me envious

Of the words that left your lips

And those strings under your fingertips

I want to reach out, hold your hand

Instead, I hold myself back

Try not to break the spell

But you pull me close, hold me tight

Between now and then, I give up the fright.

It's not a fireworks-and-butterflies kiss.

Instead, it feels more like a sea breeze

And coming home

I peek a glance to see that your eyes

Are closed the way you do when you sing your lines.

Your arms wrap me from behind,

Your head on my shoulder, breath on my neck.

You hum a song

That we claimed as ours, like a wind in my ears.

This time around, it's your guitar that's left envious.

I kiss your freckles, scars, and moles.

And wonder how the songs could leave your lips

Because I never could.

The 25 Days of Shit Slytherins Say (Season 2): #3

Jingle bells, Umbridge smells, losers go away.

Draco’s hot, Voldy’s not.

Slytherin all the way!

- Stendhal, The Red and the Black

Man just went from this.....

To this !!!!

CoolCooCooCooCooCoolCoolCoolCool 🥲🥲 not feeling unloved all !! 🥲

reporting live from the war inside my head.

“You will find that it is necessary to let things go; simply for the reason that they are heavy.”

— C. JoyBell C.

*looking at a post i made like minutes ago*

"what the fuck was i on how did i write it like that"