The high and mightier they think they are the harder they fall…

Some horizons exist only to be admired…..

Some silences know your name better than people do…..

I have loved you in silence for so long, I could write about you forever and yet the deepest parts of me will still be left untranslated…..

my bloom is softer this time. just expanding where i'm planted, trusting that everything meant for me will find its way to my petals in due time

There are universes hidden inside the words I stop myself from saying to you…..

The moon still smiles even with all its scars…..

Love is two people choosing to stay gentle with each other…..

A man’s worth is not in his words it’s in his actions…..

Undress my soul as my heart dares to follow trembling at your fingertips…..

Some poetry is spoken, yours is felt…..

torn and repaired— that's the state of being for most of us... those who know the scars are the best [and most beautiful parts] of who we are

Burn. ☀️

“I am not imposed upon by fine words; I can see what actions mean.” — George Eliot, The Mill on the Floss

No body knows how to feel and they're checking around for hints. ~ Don DeLillo, Mao II

The only name I care to write, is yours…..

My soul stands bare before the one my heart chose…..

Sometimes love is ordinary and that what makes it holy…..

You already own the softest parts of me…the rest is only a confession…..

She came to him dressed as the ocean itself, no undercurrent of turmoil just tides of bliss…..

Love doesn’t disappear when things get real.

Go softly. The world has enough harshness.

I blush at the thought of how badly I want you here…..

The love you send reaches me gently and unlike so many things in this world, it does not fade…..

I like the way her eyes see the world.

I walked away but the memories stayed…..

Can’t let go of you…tried,
like the tide trying to forget the moon…..

Even hidden, love finds a way to be felt…..

A fragile flower in a world full of weeds..still choosing to bloom…..

* ✨you live within my distance as if you lived within the folds of me The candles dance as if they knew your name, an autumn hush unfolding in their light, outside the trees release their burning gold, while something in me turns to you again #an_autumn_I_cannot_leave

She is storm Rising from her own disturbance Bringing her wildest winds And thrashing rains She is a place not here Nor there But One of years gone by And as Her colours Bruise Upon the night sky She strobes her bright white anger For all to fear

Dont aim for perfect..aim for honest, and watch it grow…..

Your smile writes my sunrise, your sorrow haunts my nights…..

I don’t believe in competing for anyones attention…you low-key want me in your life or let me be…..

Everyone’s a star, some just don’t know how to shine..

I could hug you for hours

Don't you get lonely in the midnight hour like me?

I remember when you used to care.

The deepest loneliness is when your soul forgets how to touch another…..