All of the sad songs make me think of you. But that's a part of all break ups. And even when I think I'm over you I hear that one song and all the feelings come back. And then I'm at square one all over again. It's such a vicious cycle that I was pulled into and can't seem to pull myself out of.
- I haven't cried... Yet
Your touch is like electricity on my skin. I jolt at the feeling of your hand on my back. It makes me feel both safe and completely vulnerable at the same time, and I crave it when we are together.
You are my drug
Hi
Hey!
"Everything I let go of to forget you came back the second you said 'hey'."
-2 A.M. Thoughts (via. Wounded-Writing)
Why do I like you? Thatās a hard question to answer. I will always have a different answer to give you when you ask because I like so much about you. From your smile to the way you laugh, even how you talk about things you love. You think I donāt notice these things but I do and they are exactly why I like you.
Because I'm in like with you
I love the wind bringing me along with it was my feet and legs work together with my arms, turning over at a rate so fast it acts as my own heart beat. Pain that will only last for at least 20 minutes welcomes me in a strong embrace that I will kindly welcome, leaving the door open as long as it will come and go. I work for that pain so I can receive the pride of winning personal battles. Personal records will always come and go, but running will always be my one true love. For it works with my whole body, it tells me that it loves me, giving good days with good runs. Others I will get scolded for even trying to put on spikes that many other great runners have worn before, because my time is not now and will not happen. I must be ready to achieve the level of greatness that my love wants for me. My love makes me a lion, a hunter, but also a gazelle, gracefully adapted to what I know to do. My first love will give me gifts, perseverance and stamina to complete my goals, because he only wants the best for me. But he will also make my days difficult and proud. Giving me reason to continue going ahead. To continue to love him.
Why I run
I love how we lay together in bed. How we end up tangled together, hands folded together almost like we'd fear getting separated. The feeling of your chest rising and falling comforts me more than words can describe. The feeling of your breath on my cheek, neck, or where ever your face may be at 3 am makes me relaxed knowing that you are still with me. I love waking up to see your beautiful face, and I love seeing your beautiful face watching me upon waking up.
My love is for the beauty of us
āI love you.ā The only thing Iām absolutely sure of in this messed up world. And I hope the same doesnāt hold true for you because the light in your eyes is too bright to be dimmed by falling victim to this thing called love.
It has destroyed so many
Look at me! Iām the strongest in the sea. My lungs take in the water like itās air and send it out with great flair. Look at me! Iām humble like the earth, my arms stretch out to hug the masses as my heart burns whatās left of ashes. Look at me! Iām fluid like the air, moving about without a care, letting those who wrong me pass me by until Iām left alone to die. Look at me. Iām alone like fire. Donāt get too close, Iām a broken wire, threatening to burn and combust into nothing. Look at me. My humble trying and desperate crying did nothing to appease those demons. My heart was burned and left to nothing as I sit here in solemn quiet. Look at me.
Look at what Iāve done
I feel the safest when I'm wrapped up in your arms. The comedy show is just a background noise to the sound of your heart beat as I lay my head on your chest. Your arms feel so strong and your breaths remind that this is real. That I am here and you are with me, and that you are the one who makes me feel safe.
I spent the whole day with you
Please ask me things!
Red: What type of writerās block do you experience the most?
White: Are you a supporter/lover of fanfiction?
Black: Would you want to live in one of the fictional worlds youāve created?
Blue: Whatās more important to you: characters or plot?
Yellow: Whatās a common writing tip that you mostly ignore?
Grey: Whatās a common writing tip that you almost always follow?
Orange: How many projects do you usually have going at once?
Pink: Which of your characters would become your best friend?
Purple: Which of your characters would become your sworn enemy?
Green: Pencil, typewriter, or computer?
Brown: Do you have a set writing space? Or do you write everywhere?
Silver: Are you comfortable writing in public places?
Gold: Do your stories usually contain lessons or morals?
Clear: Do your characters control where the story goes or do you maintain control?
Tan: Are you open to co-writing a story?