I don’t suffer because I can’t understand your reasoning,

I am strong because I refuse to justify your actions and make me the villain

~journiblog

“ You know deep down I want to feel sorry and upset that you feel that way.

That all the misery in your life has brought you so fucking low.

But I can’t bring myself to shed a single tear of pain or agony for your absence.

Truth is I think it’s well deserved but what a shame you feel the need to cut your ties so early.

That I know you’ve make your choice and are slowly dipping your toes in the forbidden realms.

Even the offer I sent your way hasn’t seemed to phase you one bit. And to imagine your entire attachment to me has been a heart full of lies and resentment. I can’t make you live.

I can try my best to make you feel some kind of emotion while you’re still here.

But at the end of the day it’s not me you’re considering living for anymore.

Blissfulinkstains

.

I saw

Quiet nights by the light of a chosen sun

A sky streaked in orangish pink, yellow, and red

Lingering drafts of wind clinging to my hair

Polaroids of later forgotten memories shared

But I suppose I should’ve known

What darknesses people hide in their hearts

Of the sort that bleed out so bitterly coarse

Crafted through the years of a liar’s creed

Grew like an untamed weed

I could’ve seen the sun set

With every ounce of beauty I dreamed

’stead I had to fold you ’to my arms

Tell you the universe owned a bit of remorse,

Bit back my dreams

Plummeted down

Like a bird

With folded wings

“Tell me.”

I was told I was a rock

A peacefully shimmering dock

And all these boats draw near

Cargo heavy and burdensome

Exposing tongues of fears

So I sponge

The greased oil of sorrow—

I swallow hot garbage

Filled with rotten

Tomato sauce lament

And still I do it all over again

In lieu of faithless hope

With my faithful ear bent

I say, “Tell me,”

ended with quiet breath

Piety.

I can’t believe I have friends. Or that they care about me too? My friends don’t know the worst parts of me until they do. I smoke too much and feel to much. I always want to be drunk & every month I self destruct until there is nothing left to kill myself over. Friendship is fucking scary. Especially when these friends actually love you. I don’t know how to love something the way it deserves. I am a butcher & I am the meat. The fact that I exist contradicts everything inside of me screaming that it would be better if I didn’t. I remember I went skating as a kid and ruined my family’s life in one night. I don’t know who am I because I keep finding different people to become. God gazes at me through the Television set and tells me I’ll go to hell if I die tommorow. I tell him “That’s just as well, I don’t have any plans tommorow anyway."  

-O.

“I wanna write about you, about every single thing that you do, I wanna write it and treasure it, keep it alive even when it feels the opposite.

I wanna write about you, maybe because that is my way of saying I love you.”

Narciso

Come affogare nell’acqua

per vedere me stesso

ed essermi sporto troppo

e caduto

capire non esserci

nulla in fondo

di buono nel cercare

me negli altri

“My heart feels heavy when I don’t get to say that I love you, or on those cold nights that you aren’t around.. sounds kind of dumb, but my heart feels heavy when your feet don’t touch the ground. Cause you are an angel, you see.. fluttering there in front of me, at times you seem just a little out of reach. But my heart jumps for joy on those days that you breathe in my neck, a little tenderness never hurt anyone.. maybe a little sex, I think we were totally meant to be together, you and I. So, that’s why my heart feels heavy.. not gonna lie.”

I think that time with you is the most lovely, amazing thing in this world.. so when you aren’t around, my heart feels heavy without you here next to me - eUe..

❄️ ❄️ ❄️

Red lipstick printed on cigarette.

Eternity,

forever in your arms with

my whole heart in tact, my love you

see.. is the things this life is made from with

all of me. My love just sits so, so amazing

within my heart that a lover of lovely,

epic proportions would be utterly

the only one warm enough to kiss

my soul with such heat as to say

I love you with all of me.. little

tendrils of passion falling

within my lap, a laugh,

a touch.. a tickle in my

heart of ❤ hearts so

heated by an amazing love

that it kisses my soul softly sweet

in the very center of myself. Only to be in

love the way lovers do, like me and you..

two hugs, a bliss of lips with sweet

honey as a kiss. And blessed

thoughts so deep,

that the only

sound is

Love..

Forever is love, love is forever.. and I shall do exactly as I say, and love you for all time. The nights that we spend together touch my soft heart in a way that sings to me in big, warm poetry swirls of perfection.. and these are the very words that spring forth from sweet fountains in my soul - eUe.. eternally yours..

I’ve carried this hurt around for so long, I’m not sure my hands would know what to do if I ever set it down.

There’s a hole in my chest.

It’s the size of my fist.

I’ve tried to fill it

With anything, everything.

But it just grows bigger

And nothing seems to satisfy.

I don’t know what I need.

Is it love?

Happiness?

Purpose or belonging?

Nothing feels right

And everything hurts.

Nothing can fill this void.

I am suffocating.

I need the missing piece.

I have to find the one that fits.

Can you help me?

I want

you with every bit

Of me, every last drop

of love within my body sings

your name in the language of love,

my sweet baby.. my heart beats to a big

melodic tune that rests within my soul. Am

I the one you seek? Is our love not warm

with the heat of a thousand suns of

perfection, the likes that this

world has never seen in

a millennia soft

with the heat, wet

of our sweat? I do love

you so much, our love being

sweet and divine.. and within my

very soul do I know the sound of your

Voice. I can feel it in every breath of mine, a

soft cacophony of music to my ears with

love.. the sweetest tune of all, your

heart baby. And your soul is the

gentle melody that stories

tell throughout time,

and I love you

for that.. so

much.

- The only story I can tell is one of love, this simple way that lovers do.. the only story on my mind.. a story of our love, a perfect love that rest within the bounds of our heart that shall never perish. I love you - eUe.. poetry..-

Until the dam breaks

My eyes get choked up around you

and the levee holds the tears in

but words slip out as nervous constructions of compliments,

Lovely distractions from the fact that

my fear of being alone

surfaces the truth that refuses to drown:

I don’t think I love you.

“Girl, you have

my heart in your sexy socks..

GOT me rock hard,

not just talk,

but you WALK the walk.

I think SEX

. . . with you has got to be the

sexiest thing in

this world,

who? My girl,

for which I take AWAY all

of her

hurt, her pain, her sadness, her

love do remain

like grains of sand

upon lands of HOPE..

as she’s skiing the slopes of my

HEART❤,

and I just know

that we will never be apart.

MY girl, my lover..

my Queen, I WILL never want

another lady,

for I truly do

LOVE YOU

baby cakes.”

Our relationship gets sexy, we get down, but it gets deep too.. you are so hot, but we are so much more than just sex. We are all of it, all rolled up into one.. you really turn me on, but I really love you too. From the bottom of my bulging heart - eUe..

real friends are treasure, rare and kind of a luxury these days… keep the loyal ones and cut the fake ones loose… ✂️

The Sun.

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