(I)
Poor girl,
she did not have to tell you
that she was sad,
you could see it in her eyes.Might as well have been
written on her forehead.
(II)
It is the worst feeling in the world
to love and hate someone
all at the same time,
especially when that someone
is yourself.(III)
You are not the only one
who hurts,
who needs,
who wants.
In this world
love has no color
yet how deeply
my body
is stained by yours.
—Izumi Shikibu (via saloandseverine)
I dream of lost vocabularies that might express some of what we no longer can.
—Jack Gilbert (via solunars)
(Source: likeafieldmouse)
I heard it too. The sound of something important to you disappearing.
—告白 (via f0es)
do ghosts choose who they haunt?
because being with you is a daunt-
ing task i have no choice over
i will always be the invisible one
that slips through you fingers
and lives forever
alive or dead
hell has frozen over
the sea is rising above my head
and i hold my breath
as long as i can
i’m a buoy constantly floating
waiting
but i can’t blame you
for being born
without
a
heart
i was never going to be that girl
and then i was
i never saw your face
but i never had to
you were never going to hurt me
and then you did
i was never going to care
but i couldn’t stop
you made me feel like i was special
and i was
only you couldn’t see it
be gentle with her
be kind and warm and
keep her in your palm
she’s always been so far
from home
it’s interesting how suddenly
i become
nothing
so interesting how suddenly
i’m no more than a spec
of dust
in the air
you breathe in and breath
out
when i breathe you
it is like gold in my chest
but i sear your lungs
