“And in the end, we were all just humans, drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.”
– Christopher Poindexter
“I tried to make a home out of you,
but doors lead to trap doors, a stairway leads to nothing.
Unknown women wander the halls at night.
Where do you go when you go quiet?
You remind me of my father, a magician. Able to exist in two places at once.
In the tradition of men in my blood, you come home at 3am and lie to me.
What are you hiding? The past and the future merge to meet us here.
What luck, what a fucking curse.”
– Beyonce, Lemonade (part 1)
I loved you. Maybe more than I will ever love myself. And you loved me too. We were living in a paradise of rainbows and wildflowers. Our love was stronger than any storm.
But in its wake also comes destruction. In the process of falling in love, we also destroyed ourselves.
But we never knew that until it’s already too late for the two of us,
We were already broken.
The chasm between the two of us could no longer be bridged,
So we decided to let each other go.
Written by Avena Dane for Artparasites.com
rule #1: don´t get too
i tell this to myself too
much, but of course i end up
falling for someone too easily.
rule #2: if attached, don´t
overthink everything they say.
i couln’t fall asleep because
i was so happy when I thought
we had a chance.
rule #3: if overthinking
don´t fall in love.
i remember the first night i
realized you were someone really
special to me.
rule #4: if in love, don´t
did i say too much? i´m sorry
i think i scared you away.
rule #5: if overdone, don´t
fuck up the rest.
i fucked up the rest.
—Goner via 2ndsong.tumblr
“Those who love you are not fooled by mistakes you have made or dark images you hold about yourself. They remember your beauty when you feel ugly; your wholeness when you are broken; your innocence when you feel guilty; and your purpose when you are confused.”
“I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, Kiss me harder, and You’re a good person, and, You brighten my day. I live my life as straight-forward as possible.
Because one day, I might get hit by a bus.
Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands.
But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate.
And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care.
We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans.
We never know when the bus is coming.”
—Rachel C. Lewis, Tell The People You Love That You Love Them