If the moonlight is still shining off your open eyes at this hour, honey, love has either got you or neglected you
It’s taken me 22 years and the looming threat of death to realize how beautiful the stars are
It cuts like glass,
But the shards reflect the beauty.
L o v e
I have a problem where
if you’re not in my life
you’re on my mind
Time and patience go hand in hand, pain and missing you go even better. I never knew emotional pain to be a thing until you left. Now we wait.
“Are you okay” usually sets me off, it reminds me that I’m sad, perpetually sad. Sadness is like a weight on your chest, a really heavy stone. That being said, the human body is a beautiful thing, it adjusts, acclimatizes, accommodates, adapts to the weight, it learns to function around it. Meaning that you’re going to have your good days and your bad days, the bad days however hit the hardest, your good days are never going to feel as surreal and intense as the bad days, the good days are good but the bad are horrible, unbearable. Even on the greatest of the good days all it takes is a reminder that my heart is sick, “are you okay” “what’s wrong” “how are things with ______”, triggers that feel like being pushed off a ladder, one that you’ve worked so hard to climb, used every fibre in your body to climb, all that progress and nothing to show for it.
you ruin yourself when you convince yourself that you need another self, place it all on you baby