
books were
his
addiction,
but he was
mine.
-our story will forever be my favourite of all.
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 11:41 PM UTC
the pages of my sketchbook
are my favourite place
to create,
but you chose to paint
your masterpiece
on my skin.
-i used to think all art was beautiful.
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 1:21 AM UTC
your fingers
may have marked
my skin,
but it was
your words
that bruised my heart.
-i’ve never felt so fragile.
Nov 5, 2025
Nov 5, 2025 at 8:06 PM UTC
there was a point
where i found most days
a constant struggle,
but that was
long before you
-you’ve helped me see the magic in every day.
Nov 5, 2025
Nov 5, 2025 at 3:33 PM UTC
sometimes
i feel lost within this world,
but when you place
your fingers between my own,
i know that this
is where i belong.
-i found myself when i found you.
Nov 5, 2025
Nov 5, 2025 at 3:24 PM UTC