Somedays I wish to be held
Not by a lover or in lust
But to feel the warmth of another
To hear the beating of their chest
To know that these arms are wrapped
around another body longing to feel alive

and you wonder
if who you have been
is who You are meant to become.
Beating your breast
cursing the now
for not telling you sooner
where your edges are.

It’s okay, my darling.
We lovers
we humans
we minor, minor gods
are always standing
on a coast
that fog knows better.

I have made more mistakes
than I could possibly carry.
My words are pretty
because they're the truth,
and the truth is pain.
And there is pain in
everything with beauty.

I'll remember him
for the way he
was the first to break my faith.

I'll remember him
for the way he shaped my
belief of the little
I am worth to boys.

I'll remember him
for being the first to
break my heart.

I'll remember him
for the way he
broke my soul
in believing
there was still
good guys in the world.

I'll remember him
because he was
the only one that
ended on good terms.

I'll remember him
for being just
another *******
that walked all over me.

The truth is,
I had a part
in ruining everything
that ever starts.
The pain is,
fat
as
ses
are never enough,
right?
And the beauty is,
I'll take everyone of them
wherever I go.
Life lessons to
Trust no one.

we are breathing the same air
we are looking at the same skies
we are living in the same world*

but why are our hearts are not beating in the same rhythm?

©IGMS

i wish
i were as brave as the rain
because
they are not afraid to
fall

©IGMS