and every day i fall a little bit more in love with his smile
the way he trips over his own feet
the way he grins at people, easy and friendly
he’s kind, so kind, but he’s also a lion
he’s got the bearing of a king, and a regal air to match it
beautiful boy, with rose kissed cheeks and sun touched hair
he’s a lover, not a fighter but he will fight if he needs to, to protect the ones he loves
his eyes are so blue blue blue blue so deep so ocean-like i could drown in them without a word without a scream without a sigh
i think of him, him with his sunflower smile and golden laugh and beautiful heart and I think of home.

god, i hate it.

hate how whenever i look at you you’re looking at someone else.

hate how you only give me awkward side hugs, but you hug my best friend like your life depends on it.

hate how when you do say hi to me, i feel like your little sister more than anything else.

if only you really knew

then you might understand.

-my traitorous heart //n.h.

i cannot make my anger beautiful.
or my pain sweet.
i refuse to make this easier to swallow.
i am not yours  to consume.

i am broken

(no, you are whole)



i am dark

(no, your essence is pure light)



i am evil, and wicked

(no, no, you are good, pure)



i am dead

(you live, you live)



-devil (angel) //n.h.