Janelle Tanguin: Favorites

sometimes, we all wish for the world to just stop spinning for a while; that we remain sixteen or nineteen forever — just dreaming of painting the marmoris of the sea and seeing it displayed in a museum. just dreaming of browsing bookstores — each book sinking into your effleurage, until you see that cream-colored cover with your name on the spine. just dreaming of hearing a song from a stranger's car, and call it your own. just dreaming of creating stories out of piano keys. just dreaming of discovering a star.

at least, if the world stopped spinning today, a dream can remain as a dream forever. it will never be another thing we messed up. it will never be another dream we lost.

Inspired by Ted's line in HIMYM, "The longer i put off starting my own firm, the longer it can remain a dream and not something i ******* up at."

#dreams #musings #spilledink #prose #words #wordgasm #wordporn #spilledwords #thoughts

Aug 2019 Janelle Tanguin

5:47 pm.

Aug 2019 Janelle Tanguin

fray narte

5:47 pm.

And I still know by heart,
the way we breathed
with the sunlight scattering
off the sky,
and the way reds refracted
off your lips, darling
and off our eventual demise,
and the way i stole your first rain-kiss
and you stole it
back from mine.

And I still remember
the letters drenched
in the sea and the summer rain,
and the coffee stains
on unmade beds,
and the coastlines where
we’re yet to stay.

And I still miss the setting sun,
and the saltwater-rush
mixed with regrets
and the mornings we became the sea foams
lit by stars
and cigarettes.

But maybe it’s the sunset’s turn to love you, darling,

and it’s our turn
to set.

#sunset #poems #poetry #poets #spilledink #spilledthoughts #words #sunsetpoems #writers #heartbreak

Aug 2019 Janelle Tanguin

andrew

Aug 2019 Janelle Tanguin

fray narte

andrew

now you’re lost somewhere in a city i don’t know,
rolling in bed to find her arms
and her kisses,
darling they taste
nothing like our cigarettes
and 3 am emptiness
filled with vodkas and poetry.

and now, you’re lost in the sheets
and in her vanilla scent
and at the way she’d softly
say your name
while sleeping,
as if a primordial star
calling for the moonbeam.

and now you’re lost from me,
darling,
and you’re still
there,
unlearning our stars
and i’m still
here
calling constellations by your name.

#poetry #poems #spilledink #heartbreak #heartache #heartbroken #heartbreakpoems #breakup #words

Aug 2019 Janelle Tanguin

Emma

Aug 2019 Janelle Tanguin

fray narte

Emma

Writing you poems seemed like a good way to break my heart.

#poems #poets #writers #love #heartbreak #heartache #heartbroken #writing #words

Aug 2019 Janelle Tanguin

there are nights like tonight

Aug 2019 Janelle Tanguin

fray narte

there are nights like tonight

there are nights when i’ll tire myself out chasing cars and city lights or writing about constellations i don’t even know, and there are nights like this, when i can’t help but steal our happy endings from the poems you haven’t read. there are nights like this, when your name dislodges me from the orbits i learned to tiptoe in just so i can forget what walking next to you feels like. there are nights like this, when i wish that our songs will wane with the moonlight.

there are nights like this, darling — when you’re asleep while i’m out here trying to unlearn the patterns of missing you — nights when i miss you even more than i want to.

there are nights like this, darling.

there are nights like tonight.

#poetry #spilledink #musings #latenight #latenightthoughts #heartbreak #heartache #breakup #midnight