thehumbleonewrites
thehumbleonewrites
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thehumbleonewrites · 1 month ago
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(unfiltered) today 🤎
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thehumbleonewrites · 2 months ago
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Never doubt my love and loyalty. I loved you more than I ever loved myself.
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thehumbleonewrites · 7 months ago
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Your arms around me felt like home.
I’m homesick.
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thehumbleonewrites · 7 months ago
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Snake bites hurt less than your love..
At least their venom runs through my veins knowing they want to root deep into every inch of my system to destroy me..
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thehumbleonewrites · 8 months ago
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It makes me sick to my stomach the way I left you
You didn't deserve the way those words dripped like honey
Coating the ground so you slipped over every time trying to grab a hold of each feeling.
My biggest apology is my biggest regret
You didn't deserve the way I ripped your heart
from your chest..
-sticky situations.
G.s.
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thehumbleonewrites · 9 months ago
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I was asked how I take my coffee,
To which I replied..
I like mine sweet with a touch of bitter. To remind me that things that are often sweet, when they leave, will still stain a dirty taste in your mouth while they're gone..
but the taste will never compare to anything else and will forever be craved each day again..
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thehumbleonewrites · 10 months ago
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Just know that
I always keep a spare key
under the mat
and I’ll always leave
the porch light on,
just in case you come back.
- c.a. beck
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thehumbleonewrites · 10 months ago
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I will confess for you
I will obsess for you
I will kill and undress for you
But,
Will you,
Do any of that, for me?
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thehumbleonewrites · 11 months ago
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“Maybe we’ll meet again, when we are slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me. But right now, I am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.”
— Unknown
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thehumbleonewrites · 1 year ago
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She didn't realise my heart was this size, so she bit into it like it was a prize. Only to leave me lifeless on the floor, bleeding out, leaving nothing more..
Stop biting
Stop b i t i n g..
I beg of you, please. stop. biting..
There's nothing left.
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thehumbleonewrites · 1 year ago
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I was asked how I take my coffee,
To which I replied..
I like mine sweet with a touch of bitter. To remind me that things that are often sweet, when they leave, will still stain a dirty taste in your mouth while they're gone..
but the taste will never compare to anything else and will forever be craved each day again..
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thehumbleonewrites · 1 year ago
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I don't know if I'm prepared for this
I feel you slipping just like rest
I don't know if I can bear it again.
'cause time after time,
they keep taking parts of my soul
Who am I going to be soon?
When the best parts of me were always given away
Yet I sit here and rot while they bloom
I know I'm to blame..
So much for mumma teaching me to give but never take
To fear but never fake
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thehumbleonewrites · 1 year ago
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It's 4am and I'm not over you..
It's 4am and I can't face the truth..
You took a part of my soul when you left..
Something I'll never understand is this theft..
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thehumbleonewrites · 1 year ago
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Casey // Little Bird
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thehumbleonewrites · 1 year ago
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I'll never be a priority to the ones I prioritise.
Their time will never be my company.
Their thoughts were not made for me,
As much as I wish them to be.
Everyone's got their own peace,
Shared for another..
Yet I still hope..
That time is kind to me,
Gifting me with what I crave.
To be held in arms,
Saved for me..
At the end of the day..
But I need to understand this,
I'm tired of breaking my own heart for them.
I will pass & plea,
To just accept
That I am made,
to feel so empty..
Never meaning something..
To someone..
Just a ghost to be freed
From the cemetery of their hearts
Dwelling on the what ifs
And maybes..
-G ✨️
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