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pinkitypoets · 2 years
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is it okay that i hold you here like this,
gently in my arms for just a moment?
is it okay that i want to?
more simple than i’ve had before.
no implication.
no skin to skin.
no reaching for more.
just your warmth next to mine
while your hair scratches my shoulder.
if this is all we will ever be,
if this is all you are willing,
i will sit next to you while i softly stroke your knee.
and only ever call you by your name.
if you let me.
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pinkitypoets · 2 years
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what do you do after you’ve said the words but your heart still feels heavy?
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pinkitypoets · 2 years
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no.
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is this love?
should it be this fragile?
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pinkitypoets · 2 years
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i’m scared.
i’m scared all the time.
i’m scared when i wake up in the morning, when i get ready, when i get in the car to go to school,
i feel scared.
i’m scared when i walk through the double doors, when i walk up the stairs, when i sit at my desk and when my teacher begins to speak.
i am scared all the time.
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pinkitypoets · 2 years
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your friends were my friends but now they’re not mine.
my friends were your friends until we hit stop.
our chapter is over
our story is done
your friends were my friends
and now i have none.
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pinkitypoets · 2 years
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don’t forget who helped you understand.
don’t forget who was by you when people were against you.
don’t forget when the dreams were shared.
don’t forget who helped you understand.
don’t you dare forget me.
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pinkitypoets · 2 years
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repetition. repetition. repetition. repetition.
i’ve heard this line echoed inside my mind a thousand other times.
even as i know the truth,
feel it reject the body im in,
my limbs shake in fear of it’s
repetition. repetition. repetition. repetition.
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pinkitypoets · 2 years
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falling out of your love:
soft song of waves against the shore lulling me to rest / iridescent glow of moonlight reflected in the restless water / wake to shining streams of sun painting the early morning in golden shades of honey / too-hot sand slips between my feet / crystal blue sea and sky touch at the edge of the earth / peace and beauty / touch of lyric to the heart / calm and still / distraction / ethereal dream / fleeting if ever grounded in reality at all / sobriety of waking from the fragile obstruction that is tranquility / contentment brought through the completion of poetry / returning home to dull repetition
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pinkitypoets · 2 years
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i trusted myself.
i saw the way you died;
the way your body slowly rotted in front of my eyes.
i told myself i would save both of our drowning hearts.
i thought i was reaching the shore,
keeping my head barely above water while i carried you behind me.
i saw your pain
and i saw your refusal.
you fought ,
and you fought,
and you fought me to let you go.
i told myself i will never be that hopeless.
i will not let myself drown.
i will not wish for death.
look at me now,
look and watch as i let myself sink.
i’m cutting myself open to bleed out into the deep blue sea, begging you to let me drown.
i trusted myself not to become you,
look at me now.
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pinkitypoets · 2 years
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this bracelet is loose on my wrist.
my money spent on a size too big.
that ring i gifted you, you lost the next day.
every time it slips, i fasten it again.
3 months later it still sits here.
but that ring i gifted you, you lost the next
day.
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pinkitypoets · 2 years
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you ask gently and so i say
you catch my words in the soft hollow of your palm and hold them close to your lonely heart
you are tender with my scars and patch them when i do not ask
i do the same
trembling, we hold each other here in this cold frigid tomb, soaking in the warmth of close souls
an unsaid understanding.
now i remember the reason to live.
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pinkitypoets · 2 years
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read and decipher me;
like a poem.
my heart is a public confession;
like a poem.
i am open to your interpretation;
like a poem.
all the words in the world written down and you still don’t see the meaning i give them;
like a poem.
tell me will anyone ever truly understand?
this is all i wish for.
this is the ache of my bleeding beating heart.
have i not found you yet?
or am i destined to be perceived wrong, left to be with no resolution;
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pinkitypoets · 2 years
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what do you see?
what do you love?
what do i give you
more than they do?
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pinkitypoets · 2 years
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friends for a season
friends for our life
friends for a century
then friends for a night.
but you’re a friend for a season
and that is all alright
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pinkitypoets · 2 years
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why won’t you hold me?
i can’t keep doing this by myself.
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pinkitypoets · 2 years
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all of my sadness,
it is you i trust to hold.
and all of my happiness,
it is you i wish to show.
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pinkitypoets · 2 years
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i am dead.
and alone.
nothing is here.
everything is gone.
all of it destroyed.
the sun has crashed into the earth as it folds in on itself.
my soul will be stuck to this ground here forever.
paralyzed with guilt.
condemned to suffer in this sorrowful black for eternity.
and then i look up,
dizzy
and wet.
when i wipe my tears, suddenly i see the world spinning on.
my feet hit the ground in front of me
and she is gone.
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