and now poetry in coffee shops and paintings of flowers make me want to cry, and i didn't know memories of you would be so deeply engrained in the moments i took for granted.

the sunrises that were once a gentle reminder of being one sunrise closer to seeing you, i now realize, were just counting down my last days of being able to love you.

our time together ended before it ever really began, so i'll pretend my hands aren't shaking because they'll one day forget how it felt to hold yours. i'll pretend tears haven't been blurring my vision for forty-eight hours straight, and i'll pretend i didn't fall so hard for a boy who seemed to have given up on me so easily.

-k.w//sometimes, i wish i couldn't feel

I know it's bad,
to bottle everything up.
But sometimes you have to.
I put my problems aside to care about yours
and I know that's a bad thing
but I just don't want you to feel as sad as I do.

you know that feeling?
when you want to scream
but
not because you're scared,
not because you're sad,
but
because you are happy
and you want the whole world
to know the reason why.

i started out
in black ´nd white
but then you came around.

i felt blue
but oh you,
you gave me the feeling of being red.

now purple
is the colour i see.
and i thank you for that
because purple
was always
my favourite colour anyway.

My world is a little less dull with you in it
The birds chrip more gently and sing prettier songs
The sun shines brighter and the sky is more blue
Life is better and it's all because of you