His touch was a transitory evocation of summer days. You could almost smell the promise of heat and passion. As the winter coldness kisses my face, I think of his breath like the summer breeze whipping salt unto my skin.
To this day, 14 months and 2,756 miles away, no one makes me ache like you.
My body revolts against itself just so it could miss you. Tag that person you’re missing right now. #officiallymissingyou
On some days, when the fog and the sun and the wind dance just so, you’ll see flickers of gold through cracks in the clouds, like fine knife cuts, like the stories I carved into my arms as a teenager, quiet and symmetrical, violent and beautiful, as if holding their breath, until light finally bursts in a slow, blinding yellow ripple along the horizon. And on those days, if you forget the roles you play, and the promises you broke, and the lovers you left waiting, if you let yourself be small and breakable and infinite for one second, you will be able to see the sunrise smile.
I hope you are never too busy to watch the sunrise smile.
#bemymuse 32 33 – Clouds as requested by @_annie._.boo, beautiful as requested by @lonpoetry
Know when it’s time to give up. Treat yourself like the QUEEN that you are. There is nothing noble about unrequited love. You deserve so much more. You’re not a vulture. Don’t prey on a weak body that’s too tired to love you back.
#bemymuse 31 – as requested by @ejpchua and @kris_ennn
Let my collarbone be your confessional. Leave your d e m o n s here. I will cradle them between my shoulder blades. Let the bed be sweat-stained, fear-stained, sin-stained, and shaking for the hundred and one reasons you never had the courage to name. I will drink the venom of your tragedy and turn it into spring water in our throats. You are safe.
I have been so disconnected with IG lately. I’m so terribly sorry. I’ve never felt so overwhelmed with my life. From adjusting to a new job just a few months ago, to moving and finding another job while thinking, gosh will this job hunting ever end, I’m too old for this! And then finally finding one along with the prospect of a new love, then evaluating it if it’s really for me, but then deciding I deserve better things so I had to give up the job along with the guy 💔 sigh I know.
I read somewhere that we can have everything! Just not at the same time. It’s been a roller coaster so far! But I believe in timing and in my capabilities.
I’m thankful that I was patient and courageous enough to wait for what I deserve. I’ve finally found the job that I’m happy with.
As for love, well, that will come eventually. I’m not waiting, nor am I looking – what will be 🎶 will be.
Believe me when I say I don’t want to make promises I can’t keep. Every time I think of telling you I want you for your bad days and your good, I flinch back into myself, saying nothing. I am so afraid of finding out I’m not strong enough to hold the both of us.
There is something about our sweet destruction that is so irresistible to the senses. Day by day, I am becoming accustomed to the crashing, the breaking, the wild, spinning-madly-out-of-control bliss as our language. I look forward to waking up with you coffee ground into my spine, as my body melts in your hands like heroin on spoon, attempting to spell addiction in my pulse.
I don’t remember you tasting like anything other than last night’s alcohol, yesterday’s could be’s, and this morning’s regrets. I remember you like my wine glass, more than half full of air and broken promises. Although my body still aches of places you called home, this only happened because it was too dark for me to tell the difference between concrete and collarbone.