I wear a necklace of hope with pearly beads. When I met you, it broke, and the beads spilled all over the floor, into the gutters.
Even though I knew this might end in heartbreak, that he might make my life scary and complicated and unpredictable, I knew I couldn’t let him walk away. Because I knew he’d also make my life happy and comforting and full.
Sometimes you break your heart in the right way, if you know what I mean.
i over love.
i under love.
i am either a flood
or i am nothing.
Everyones greatest fantasy is to walk away from the life (they think)you lead
not wanting me
the beginning of me
…I told him a story of two people. Two people who shouldn’t have met, and who didn’t like each other much when they did, but who found they were the only two people in the world who could possibly have understood each other.
Did I really want to stay on this road longer, knowing it was only going to end in devastation?
He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.
If little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you
Little by little
If suddenly you forget me
Do not look for me
For I shall already have forgotten you
If you think it long and mad the wind of banners that passes through my life
And you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots
That on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms
And my roots will set off to seek another land