#poems on Tumblr

[avoid-line]

https://sandra-054.tengp.icu/vz/Z4WO2PK

[silent-insanities]

I hate who you've become.

[pink-heart-writes]

i'll be yours

and you'll be mine

forever and always

we shall combine

our tangled hands

to the depths of our souls

breathe in the love

that escapes from our lungs

that is the path

we must take on

to salvage each other

from dusk till dawn

so hold on tight

while we take flight

on this journey together

becoming one, forever

- nick <3

[krash-8]

something something i am terribly sad for my age and i think it might be a little in my head, or uncalled for, or my hand on my friends pantry doorknob as she tells me i can eat whatever i want because we’re at her house now (which warms me inside more than i want to tell her, and that fact is starting to burn) or cookie dough i made for the first time in the middle of the night because it’s easy and people like it and it’s a way to say i love you without actually telling. im glad i know my way around a kitchen but im not too sure when i learned. i’m pretty good so long as i don’t leave the stove on; i’m forgetful when it matters but i remember when it counts. i’m not too sure when i learned.

i want to cook for you, and i want you to like it, and i want my head to stay calm when i think of my body and how I could be spending this time to fix my grades and I need to do better at a lot, and most of all i want to cook for you and i want you to like it and i want so hard to believe my kitchen is any kitchen where i open the pantry and feel like that’s fine. i want to feel like that's fine.

don’t you wish milk was cheaper, and eggs, and the water bill and the price of gas so we can leave? don’t you wish it was easier for a kid who isn’t quite right to get a job around here? don’t you wish the job could pay for any of that at all, or at least be something worth my time? i think I'd like to be somewhere near you for at least forever. I wish I was always sure you loved me back and I was able to manage to drop eggs one way or another without the end of the world. i can make myself useful and bring you something I worked on to prove i love you, and I promise I'm trying, I'm not sure for what, but I know I really really want to stick around so please please let me, and do you still mean the thing you said about me being able to eat from your pantry? when do you want me home? I love you, so I can make us something nice.

[flimythings]

- filmythings

[thepathetickind]

I don't even want to get to know you, [...] want to ignore every little thing I found so lovely about you

by laurenmaerie, want to keep a safe distance

[queen-of-sand-castles]

Amidst the cosmic symphony, our souls dance to melodies woven by stardust, echoing across the vastness of existence. 🌌✨

[fruitjellybug]

Romance:

A word that means so much to my delicate heart, my heart beats for the endless taste of love. Sweet like brown sugar melting on my tongue, dissolving with every echoing whisper in my ear, hearing “i love you” till dawn.

Forever ingrained on my heart ⊹₊ ✰ ⋆

-S

[verse-voyager]

Soft reflections in the water, Glimmering, fading out of sight Whispers of a distant dream, Where my heart once dared to fight

[canihaveyouback]

raindrops?

Tears like raindrops, falling fast, Memories linger, refusing to pass. A heart in pieces, longing to heal, Amidst the wreckage, resilience reveals.

[silent-insanities]

Help me find my way.

[datemidelveleno]

Mi basterebbe anche solo una notte.

[pink-heart-writes]

it might take me a lifetime

to love anyone as profound as i loved you

that is, of course

if i ever dare to love anyone at all

- nick <3

[deadliterarysociety]

mother, your daughter is worthless. the only thing she can do is turn people into poetry, turn her blood-soaked gown into poetry, turn her enemies into poetry, turn her lover into poetry, turn her pain into poetry. she can immortalize everything and that is, my dear mother, a great curse. God knows she wants to get rid of her demons but they reside inside her head, inside her pen, inside her tear-soaked diary

[ginjointscafes]

There's a weight to your lips, heavy like heaven. I know you can tell secrets, and I feel them on my tongue when it presses against mine. We're nostalgic for 2012 because it was only last week, twelve years gone by like ash from a cigarette. And nobody smokes anymore? Water vapour and sugar can still poison your lungs, but they can't make my heart beat the same way you used to. Twelve years is a long time. Do you still love me when my hand's around your throat and I'm telling you to find the space that makes you ache? When we first started it was intimate and romantic, now it's escalation after escalation. I'll spit in your mouth and you'll let me use it. When we first met you showed me your Mothers wedding dress. How it had yellowed and frayed with age. Something that once was poetry, held together by sentiment and nostalgia.

Long Term Relationship - SLR