Obliviate

here i am again. waiting. you said you’d text. you didn’t. you said you’d call. you didn’t.

but i’m still waiting for an empty promise to be fulfilled, knowing full well that it won’t be.

kenziemaee:

“I don’t want to leave because I love the way your fingers write words across my paper skin and cover me in kindness. I don’t want to leave because I promised I would stay wrapped up in your red soul, kissing the cracks and holding you up. I don’t want to leave because the way your fire mixes with mine makes fireworks explode but candles fade because we are soft and loud and gentle and explosive and in love all at the same time. I don’t want to leave because I don’t want your soul to meet one that matches its color and mixes you with warmth instead of my chills. I don’t want to make promises because I don’t want our love to feel caged, but I promise anyways to keep your soul entangled with mine just a bit longer. I want to grow old and learn what you grow into. I want to be there when your life blooms and you see all the colors of yourself instead of just red; I want to be there when your soul leaks blue at the birth of your son who you know will be a lion but you’ll guard him like a lamb; I want to be there to see the yellow pour out when your daughter shows you a dandelion and calls it a wish when you would have called it a weed before but now, because of her, you can’t remember that it isn’t a wish. I want my purple and your red and our blue and our yellow, with their big love and little feet, to find a little green soul with four legs and a big heart to match yours. I want to see how many colors we can see and make together, when we finally realize that we aren’t only one. Sadly, I have to leave, and our purple and red won’t be next to each other very often: though they’ll adventure and dream and hurt and cry and share it all from a distance. But I love you to your scarlet soul, and my lilac heart is yours.”

— to you as I go

coral:

“I miss you so much it hurts.”

— You are everything to me. (via coral)

(via demons-in-my--head)

lostfeelings-lostdreams:

“I feel nothing and everything at the same time.”

—

(via pain-is-killing)

purplebuddhaquotes:

“You know when, sometimes you meet someone so beautiful, and then you actually talk to them and five minutes later, they’re as dull as a brick? Then there’s other people, and you meet them and you think, ‘Not bad; they’re okay.’ And then you get to know them, and their face sort of becomes them, like their personality is written all over it. And they just turn into something so beautiful.”

— Amelia Pond

hplyrikz:

“Life is too short for shitty sex and bad relationships. So go find someone who fucks you right and treats you how you deserve to be treated.”

— (via hplyrikz)

(via hplyrikz)

hplyrikz:

“I need a life that isn’t just about needing to escape my life.”

— Robert Polito (via hplyrikz)

Clear your mind here

(via hplyrikz)

(via hplyrikz)

apocryphalstories:

I like that “morning baby” kinda relationship. The no games, great communication, lots of sex, lots of kissing, lots of cuddling, lots of flirting, lots of being goofy kind of relationship. That makes you want to run 100 miles, read books, clean up your bad habits kind of love.

(via rendezvousat3amwithmyself-deact)