Look At Me! I’m The Strongest In The Sea. My Lungs Take In The Water Like It’s Air And Send It Out

Love isn’t a lie. It’s something that can mask just how unhappy you really are while saying you are the happiest you’ve ever been.

After I broke up with him

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This is where I post poetry, my thoughts, my side blog @obviousflirtations is where my fanfictions and one shots will be posted. 

Would you still love me knowing you could never make me happy? Or is that too much to ask for?

Six feet under

I'd like to say that I'm alive. But I can't. I feel more like a ghost as I walk through the halls, my touch barely changing anything as I go past. My voice only a whisper in the wind as I yell for help out of the repeating hell. Because to be alive, you just be doing something extraordinary. Otherwise, you become something of a shadow left to watch as everyone forgets about you.

I'd love to feel alive

I feel like I’m losing you and you can’t even see that I’m scared.

You and her are pretty close now

They say you can get lost in someone’s eyes, but I look into yours and I can find my way out. You must have sold your soul to the devil because your eyes don’t shine so bright and the ocean they should be is just a pond. And that woman you’re sleeping with doesn’t have a name. That cigarette was just a way to forget. And those eyes still show what could’ve been.

Those aren’t your blue eyes

I wish my crush asks me out. It's cliche I know, but he does make me really happy more than 50% of the time and he's the only one I've talked to since my best friend left for the army. I hope this works.

reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

I thought this type of love could only happen in the books. Where the girl finds the guy of her dreams and everything falls into place. I wish I could experience what it’s like to fall for you again, because it was perfect in every sense amd every book would die to know how it was written.

"I love how your smile shows all over your face, from the show of your teeth to the crinkles by your eyes. I love being able to tell if I've actually made you happy. I love your laugh. I love you."

- While We Were Talking (via. @woundedwriting on Instagram )

Every minute you're gone, the more vulnerable I feel.

Celia Lawliet