It's 1:31 AM and I am craving your touch and imagining what your lips feel like up against mine
Nov 15, 2015
Nov 15, 2015 at 3:33 AM UTC
"I don't think I've actually ever been in love before. Of course there were boys that could put a million butterflies in my stomach and make my head go fuzzy. But now it's you and you make me feel things. I crave your touch. Our hugs are so close yet not close enough. Your hand in mine sends tingles through my body and a smile upon my lips. I can't help but stare when you are around me because, oh God, I cannot get enough of you. And I think I love you. I really do, but I am too scared to admit it because I'm not sure what being in love feels like."
Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 12:35 AM UTC
I was flying high
Breathing stars and tasting light
And then I woke up
Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 4:09 PM UTC
You make me feel alive and I wanted to paint every sunset myself to match the emotions I felt each day
You make me feel alive as if I had the power to reach out and grasp the stars
You make me feel alive like I could messily splatter light onto a blanket of darkness and suddenly I had created the night sky.
You make me feel alive to the point where my heart was racing faster than the shooting stars that dance across our world
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 2:33 PM UTC
I learned today that for eyes to be like oceans they don't have to be blue
Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 11:13 AM UTC
I was the animals hiding beneath your ocean deep
I was the souls living, breathing your salty waves
Because what are sea creatures without the sea?
Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 11:58 PM UTC
I find everything absolutely breathtaking.
How can you not think your murky yet sparkling brown eyes aren't the most intriguing things? They are powerful enough to give me nervous butterflies.
Why can't you see the way the clouds capture the sun, making, if only for a second, the perfect bittersweet scene. The suns finally goodbye makes a masterpiece that is impossible to recreate.
It is a mystery to me how you do not pay attention to the damp smell of the rainy earth, or the tingling pinpricks of snowflakes resting on your exposed skin.
Why haven't you taken time to get as close as you can to the galaxies that construct the roof above you and explore them? They are fascinating at night when each star becomes luminous against the black of night.
Darling, everything around you thrives with beauty.
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 12:03 AM UTC
Waiting around with sunken eyes and withering skin a whisp of a cape with muscles so bold though he wasn't what you thought he would be his hands gripped you too tight and his eyes were black as midnight no matter how hard you tugged you only got weaker with only a swollen tongue and worn out lips this isn't what you wanted
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 11:56 PM UTC
I ******* shoved galaxies into your hands and you have me nothing in return
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 11:42 PM UTC
Don't say you love me
Please do not
Because love is something I will never be able to return
And I can't bare knowing I don't love someone who would give me the whole universe
So please
Don't say you love me
For I will never love you back
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 12:30 AM UTC