The wrong ones always hold my heart

and have created me into a monster who either loves too much or does not love at all

the ones who deserve that love are always left behind 

as they try to catch up to the train which leads the way to the key which opens an entirely new world of happiness

see when I give people my all,

I give them my all…

and there is no turning back

I remember a time when I didn’t love you

when I thought you did not love me either

and that was okay

because in my eyes “you were nobodies possession”

your heart contained many chambers

each one playing games every hour

taunting anyone it its path.

I was like you, and I became more like you

the first time you broke my heart

But, I was wrong and this time you fell for my eyes

you gave me your full and undivided attention

your arms were open

and I let myself fall.

and the ride was short but amazing

I never felt so much in such a small amount of time

but of course, nothing beautiful in my life lasts for long

and you disappeared

and looking at you hurt my soul

and my broken heart broke once more

if that is even possible

you came back into my life on a sunday morning 

sending me healing powers down to the bone

explaining yourself and expressing yourself

which you never did

oh stupid girl,

oh stupid stupid girl

haven’t you already learned that burned out flames can never reignite

now, you only held out one arm and I fell almost touching the floor

my eyes completely in focus on the dead grass beneath us…

but i didn’t care

I would plant flowers,

I would bring new soil

I would build a garden of what once was just a beautiful vibrant green patch of grass

it would be better then before.

I knew what to do, and exactly how to do it.

this time would be different.

The spring began to warm up my skin 

as we laid down on a hill at the top of the city

the sun hitting my face

you kissed my nose

you held me with both arms and a last I was at peace!

nothing could ruin us, or this moment

nothing could ever hurt me anymore

I had you…

I lay there in silent and slowly drifted off into a sleep

we fell asleep 

every second,

every breath

seemed like an eternity

and we were in a world where no one could touch us

nothing could harm us

it was our forever 

But obviously we woke up.

and we slowly rolled down the hill

slowly becoming farther apart

I ran to your side and

I linked on to your arms

I wasn’t going anywhere 

but it didn’t feel the same

How could a second change so much

STOP BEING AFRAID AND LOOK AT ME

STOP RUNNING AWAY AND SIT WITH ME

STOP LEAVING ME SO YOU WONT GET HURT

just feel.

close your eyes and remember my face

remember my laugh

remember our first night

remember the night by the water

don’t forget

our first fight

and the snow flakes tracing our foot steps in the winter

remember the feeling you got when you kissed me for the first time

continue to be the person I never thought you’d be

be my possession

be mine 

don’t leave me

behind

but you left me

you left me…

my heart hurts more than ever

this time i’m sure its goodbye

because every part of my body FEELS right now

and all I can think about is who’s eyes you are looking at right now

who’s skin do you wish was touching yours right now

who’s face do you picture when you first wake up

when did everything change?

when did we begin to fade?

I thought we were on the same page!!

I THOUGHT WE WERE ON THE SAME PAGE

I thought we were on the same page…

Bye just let it go

just let it go…

because nothing is the same

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This is deep, man

one of the greatest piece of information taught to me in life was from a fucking deranged talking baboon

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bowtiesarecool4:

This is deep, man

one of the greatest piece of information taught to me in life was from a fucking deranged talking baboon

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"
  1. Go to a party and stay sober. Listen to the way your drunk classmates talk when they don’t plan to remember tonight when they wake up. Never talk about these experiences, just keep them for yourself.
  2. Start driving in one direction on the highway after school one day, pretending like you’re running away. Blast bad pop music and sing along. Stop in the suburbs when your mom calls you to come home, but buy your little brother a cupcake before you turn back around.
  3. Kiss your best friend. It doesn’t matter what sexuality or gender you are or they are. It doesn’t matter if it’s a peck or you escalate to tongue. You’ll laugh about it later, but it will always make you smile just for the memory.
  4. Smoke a cigarette. Let it burn your throat. Cough, loudly.
  5. Take a stand for something you believe in. When half your school laughs at you, take it with pride. Someone agrees, even if they’re too scared to say so.
  6. Make enemies. Make the kind of mistakes that cause your life to implode. Lose everyone and everything to these mistakes. Only when you fall will you find out that you can pick yourself back up.
  7. Sit on someone’s roof and talk for hours. Forget about dinner and tell your origin stories. Let your guard down while the dog barks below. Talk about god. Listen.
  8. Steal Bourbon from your parents’ liquor cabinet and put it in a water bottle beneath your bathroom sink. Spike your tea with it when you think you’ve hit rock bottom. Pour the whole thing down the drain when it’s too strong for you.
  9. Become a stereotype. Buy a record player and combat boots. Wear all black. Dye your hair bright blue and get your ear pierced three times. Don’t care when people laugh at you.
  10. Make wishes at 11:11. Wear your pajamas backwards in the hopes of a snow day. Look for answers at the bottom of a bottle. Pretend writing things on your arms makes you special. Believe in anything. Believe in everything. Open every book and look around every corner. You’ll never look like this or move like this or think like this again. Enjoy it while it lasts or hate every second. But feel. Feel every damn thing.
"

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kidist:

 

glow||blackwave

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