#quotes and words
“When did your voice stop sounding like home.”
It’s all romantic mystery until they uncover the pain that everything which makes you beautiful was cultivated in such an ugly way// The mirror telling more than an article these days and instead of avoiding my reflection I’ve learned to keep ripping out every page
“I am so fucking tired of choking on broken promises like smoke. I guess I should’ve realized- I only know to love what burns my throat.”
The last time I saw you
I traced your bones
I needed to know
How close I was
To home
-World Traveler
I feel everything
But mostly I feel
3am
The morning threatening
To peek around the blind
I search for your hand
Amongst the frozen sheets
You are not there
You are never there
And yet
At 3am
My heart still believes
