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“you're way too young to believe that it's not going to be okay."

 
 
 
 
 
 


I carry you with me into the world,
into the smell of rain
& the words that dance between people
& for me, it will always be this way,
walking in the light,
remembering being alive together.

 

 

 
 
 
 
 
 




tears are the words your heart can't express

 
 
 
 
 
 





so sick of imagining
and dreaming
and wishing
and wanting
and needing
and hoping
and longing
and pleading
and begging
and praying..


can i not just have - for once?

for a little longer than when it's okay for you?!


 
 
 
 
 
 
this is my last and final heart broken post :) (well i'm not promising anything, but i'm going to try terribly hard!)

    
                       


it's just so hard,


 because...


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
   i have no idea what you want me to say.
                                                                                        don't tell me you love me..
                                                                                         when you know just how broken i am
 
 
 
 
 
 



i'm in the middle of a breakdown;
screaming your name 
 
 
 
 
 
 


i bruise easily,
so be gentle when you handle me.








anyone who can touch you,
can hurt you,
or
can heal you.
anyone who can reach you,
can love you
or
can leave you.


 
 
 
 
 
 

 
  this is my head

 


this is my heart

 


this is my soul





but ... this is my
hope

 
 
 
 
 
 


you're gonna miss this,
you're gonna want this back,
you're gonna wish these days hadn't gone by so fast

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