Wild Nights—Wild Nights!
Were I with thee
Wild Nights should be
To a Heart in port—
Done with the Compass—
Done with the Chart!
Rowing in Eden—
Ah, the Sea!
Might I but moor—Tonight—
i think its okay that you left
we have both changed so much
almost like our time together was stunting our growth
but now that ive grown
i want you to know me as i am today,
not as who i was
and i want to know the stories i didnt get to hear
while i was busy crying over your loss
She talks to her plants as if every one of them’s the love of her life. She has a balcony decorated by her in the most aesthetic way possible and she paints flowers on canvas there.
She has the enthusiasm for life that everyone envies.
She thinks everyone around her has associated her to being happy and because of that she sometimes feel ashamed when she’s low, but the truth is people have always associated her to just being real and I think that’s way cooler.
She has the most ridiculous word choices but this is the thing about her that makes everything unique.
She has short, wavy hair and cute bangs which perfectly matches with her gold hoop earrings. My sister said her style was old-fashioned, in a tone of dissatisfaction. But I adored anyway.
I am afraid to own a Body—
I am afraid to own a Soul—
Possession, not optional—
Double Estate—entailed at pleasure
Upon an unsuspecting Heir—
Duke in a moment of Deathlessness
And God, for a Frontier.
if i gave myself
even half of the love i give you
i would be so happy
and confident too
i enjoyed losing myself, always putting you first, because i know that the more i was further from myself i was getting more close to you