jacquelynn-grace
{joined 06.09.14} / / I spend too much money on pens and notebooks, and too much time doodling on my skin. I like jasmine tea, I wear lots of jewelry and I tend to complicate the simplest situatuons. Anyone with a mutual love for tiny cacti and Mary Janes should message me immediately. ♡ / / Also! I finally got an instagram, so if anyone wants to follow me(which no one will hahahahah) its: nyctxphilic
It’s a bit like catching yourself breathing
it’s something that you don’t consciously think about
it's just something you do
then suddenly you are thinking about it.
The breathing becomes difficult.
Then you have to calm yourself down
but it only gets harder to do.
You catch yourself thinking about someone
you don’t want to think about,
you shouldn't think about,
and breathing becomes hard.
I catch myself thinking about you.
I should be thinking of my lover.
But as your voice fills my thoughts
and I feel the ghost of your kiss
the breathing becomes hard
once again
Sep 12, 2014
Sep 12, 2014 at 7:03 PM UTC
When you first pressed
your lips to mine
my eyes closed slowly,
blissfully
The taste of cigarettes
and cheap mint gum
were strong,
like your hands on my hips
And when your lips pressed
against my sun kissed cheeks,
and then my dark curly hair
I felt safe
I felt small in your arms,
I felt warm against your chest
I left loved in your presence
and I feel cold in your absence
Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 10:11 PM UTC
I am the one
Who sat with you
And held your body
While you sobbed
I am the one
Who came to your house
At four in the morning
So you wouldn't be alone
I am the one
Who wiped your tears
And fixed your makeup
Behind the school at prom
I am not the one
Who is to blame
For any of the causes
Of your sorrow
And I will not be the one
To watch you fall
Or succumb
To this darkness
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 12:02 AM UTC
Firework explosions dance
across the midnight sky
sparklers swirl about
lighting up the air
The night is spent
in the back of your truck
with the blankets from my bed
and your body to keep me warm
Barbecues and fancy drinks
and atrocious amounts of food
everyone laughing and drinking and singing
and right by my side is you
The sparklers and the fireworks
of red and blue and white
cannot compare to the light
that shines from you and I
And in those moments
it seemed silly to me
that this holiday was spent alone
so many years before you came along
Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 11:03 PM UTC
you like your coffee black
with two ice cubes
in the red mug you keep
in the cabinet next to the stove
and you like your eggs scrambled
with salt and pepper
with 4 slices of bacon
and you won't eat breakfast
after ten thirty
and the reason I wake
hours before you
and spend thirty minutes
making you breakfast
is to be the first person
to see your blue eyes
reflect the sunlight
that shines through
the half closed blinds
Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 12:37 AM UTC
there is stardust in your veins
galaxies drift through your blood
supernovae accompany your heartbeats
and similarly to the stars in the sky
you stay hidden during the day
but at night, when you're at peace
you shine brightly,
with blinding force
I am forced to observe from a distance
much like the dwarfs in space
because you have placed yourself
millions of miles away
millions of miles out of reach
Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 1:17 PM UTC
that night, under the dark midnight sky
I weaved daisies into your hair
and pinned dandelions to the collar of your shirt
left lipstick trails like stars along your jaw
and goose bumps trailing behind my fingertips
and I came home at three a.m
wearing your soft grey jacket
and traces of your cologne on my skin
sleep willingly lost
and innocence willingly traded
for just a taste
of what love truly is
Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 1:06 PM UTC
when you left
I waited for your return
I waited until daisies sprouted
from the hollows of my collarbones
and until vines weaved themselves
into my ribcage, wrapping tight around my lungs
and taking away my breath
much in the same way you once did
but this was less painful
because the vines were a part of me now
a product of my own misery
and unlike you,
they couldn't leave
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 1:14 AM UTC