cherrylips-coldtears
cherrylips-coldtears
J.B.
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cherrylips-coldtears · 2 years ago
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I wish it wasn’t too late…
I wish I didn’t remember everything about us. Will I ever forget your favorite earrings to wear, the sweater you loved the most, the ice cream you like to eat when we watch movies, the position you like to lay your head on me when we go to bed. I didn’t realize I loved you until you talked about how your coworkers wanted to catch a glimpse of me when I went to give you lunch. I kissed you endlessly after you told me you pretty much tell them and your best friend about me. Those kisses had said those three words that I had never said but always showed. I only realized a month or so later that I actually might have been in love with you and now realizing this how am I supposed to move on. Do I just forget what chapstick was your favorite when you’d kiss me? Can I ever talk to you without looking in your eyes and feeling the memories come back? Do I let you become a faint memory or will there always be love and passion for you in my heart and if so how dangerous is this?
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cherrylips-coldtears · 3 years ago
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Here I feel so at home but somehow always lonesome. Nights like these I wish something would happen just for me to not feel like this. Is this deep sadness and resentment what it is like to be human? Constantly in pain and learning from it and adjusting to it? But when do I learn when will I be free… haven’t I felt enough? Why should the only warmth I feel be from the tears tickling my face as they drip down one after another.
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cherrylips-coldtears · 3 years ago
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The feeling of being in your arms reminds me of pretending to be asleep as a kid to be carried to bed
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cherrylips-coldtears · 3 years ago
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“As June runs into warm July I think of little else but you.”
— Wendy Cope, excerpt of “From June to December” (A Summer Villanelle)
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cherrylips-coldtears · 3 years ago
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I adore your eyes because they’re yours and no matter what color they are they always say what they need to in a way your words never could.
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cherrylips-coldtears · 3 years ago
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Me and Flagstaff
Look for me in Flagstaff
You might find me in classes
Maybe in my house
My favorite tattoo shop
Wandering downtown
Riding the bus just to pass the time
Walking the streets at night for some air
In the basement of the square
In his bed listening to music and watching movies like it’s the first time
At the grove visiting some friends
The pond behind the middle school
At canes devouring fries and bread
Walking Buffalo park just before sunset
Cruising the isles of target looking at everything from jewelry, clothes, legos, to ice cream
The swings just below Lowell observatory
Walking through the cemetery here and there
Passenger seat in my friends car driving aimlessly
At the maverick gas station admiring stickers
Possibly partying here and there
But you will never find me bored
Flagstaff is where I am happiest and my most authentic self
There can be nothing to replace the feeling this place has given me in my soul
No matter where life may take me Flagstaff is my home of my happiest times
There is so much beauty to this place including the people I’ve met
Promise you’ll never find another place and forget about dear Flagstaff
Flagstaff is the city that loves you as much as you love it
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cherrylips-coldtears · 3 years ago
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