clumsyeve-blog

[clumsyeve-blog]

i don't make promises very often, but whoever enters your life, i promise i’ll love you more than them.

3am thoughts of him (via makethisalifetime)

[clumsyeve-blog]

[clumsyeve-blog]

we’re friends, but, but not friends. friends but i still find myself on the phone with you every night, laughing at every joke you crack. friends but you still think of me before you go to sleep. friends but you still think i’m beautiful. friends but you still want your hands on my body. friends but always, always more than that.

4am (via 4am-reflections)

[clumsyeve-blog]

Have you ever wanted to erase the past so badly that you’d be okay with losing your memory altogether?

another-broken-hello (via another-broken-hello)

Yes

[clumsyeve-blog]

Even though losing you hurt, letting go was a relief.

evolvng  (via wnq-writers)

[clumsyeve-blog]

For a year, my favourite song was the same. Then I met you, a music enthusiast, and I fell in love. So now, it’s not my favourite song anymore, because every time I listen, I think of the time I first made you listen to it, sat on your kitchen top eating noodles. And now that you’ve broken my heart, you seem to have broken my ears too.

blue-eyes-xo, Dear music enthusiast (via wnq-writers)

[clumsyeve-blog]

And that’s why I love writing, it’s a way to breathe when the chaos of the air begins to choke.

dreamcatcher-777  (via wnq-writers)

[clumsyeve-blog]

You were my home, but I wasn’t the only one who had the keys.

thetypewriterdaily  (via wnq-writers)

[clumsyeve-blog]

“You have to accept that some people are not made for deep conversations, or for holding you together when you’re about to fall apart, or for keeping you from unzipping your skin, or for talking you out of suicide, or to love you through the worst moments of your life. Some people are made for shallow exchanges, and ridiculous banter, and nothing more. And that’s okay. That doesn’t make them horrible people because they simply aren’t able to handle a storm like you. It doesn’t make you a bad person because you won’t divulge all the gritty details of your horror show. It makes you smart. You have to accept that there will be people that cannot give you what you need. It doesn’t mean they are not worth keeping in your life. You just have to figure out who these ones are before you’re disappointed. And you have to keep them at arm’s length. You cannot expect everyone in your life to understand, to be nonjudgmental, to get it. But that’s okay, because not everyone was made to impart wisdom, or wax-poetic, or speak on politics and the depravity of society, or discuss how crucial it is that the stigma of mental illness be abolished. There are times when you have to get away from all that heaviness. You have to. And you will need superficial conversation about Kim Kardashian’s arse, or a debate on the color of The Dress. You will need those ones. So don’t go round cutting people off and dropping your friends. You need people for all your seasons. You need people or you won’t survive this.” !!

tinkerbell03  (via wnq-writers)

[clumsyeve-blog]

How should I get you out of my heart when I can’t even get you off my mind?

// let me go j.d.m. (via poetryandthesea)

[clumsyeve-blog]

Forget what's gone 😪

[clumsyeve-blog]

[clumsyeve-blog]

And in the end, it is only the things that make you feel alive that have the power to kill you

[clumsyeve-blog]

You often asks me why i like to sleep; Why i end up at 2.30 with a slow song; and why i’m always in this pace for so long

I’m sure you know what’s good in sleeping, you might dream - you can be with people who are impossible to be with in real life. Which is you i wish i dream about the most.

I wish i had you even when i wake by 2.30

[clumsyeve-blog]

A tough cookie

Here are the things i want for you: I want you to be happy. I want everyone to know the warmth of your smile and the sound of your laugh, to feel the way i did when i was in your presence. I want you to know how happy you once made me and though you hurt me, in the end, i was better for it. The happiness you once brought me was all worth-it; i now hope to never fall in love. Because of you, i know i am too fragile to bear it. I want you to remember every goodmornings and how you told me things you never told another soul. I want you to know that i have kept sacred, everything you have entrusted and i always will. I want you to know how sorry i am for pushing you away when i had only meant to bring you closer. And if there's a thought that i ever felt like home to you, i wish pieces of me are still left on your phone. I hope you think of me as much as i think of you. I hope that every step will bring you closer, that every dead end is a messenger, willing you to turn back around reminding you it's time to come home

[clumsyeve-blog]

Thursday afternoon

There are things i miss that i shouldn't And those i don't that i should. Like how i am not supposed to fall for you When you're legitly key-ed with someone else Yet i still fall ; burried deep inside the thought of your arms You may not know the reason why, For a time i wasn't i. I had my first dream about you last night, As i finally get to picture you holding my hand and by just then she takes you back. Emptyness fills my room by 2.30 am, just like how you'll wake up hours after my wake asking why i didn't sleep well last night. "I'm fine" I fell in love with tiny things about you through the screens, through satellites that carried our words across the aching void. And some nights or in jet planes, i would think again --- The girl you define as the love of your life and others that made of flesh & bone within your arm's reach.

[clumsyeve-blog]

Why do you linger in a place you don't want to stay?