☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾ You ask my why all of my writing sounds sad, but you don't understand the way it manifests. The way my words are strung fairy lights, in an empty house at midnight, trying to make all of the dark edges beautiful again. ☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾
clinquant* posted a quote
February 20, 2017 12:39am EST
When love becomes The one thing you can't trust The stars start falling down In silver trails of dust The atmosphere above Is a glimmer of what it was The moon reflects the sun Like a memory of us When the sky fell down It shattered on the ground.
“ I really wanted to be with him, no matter how bad he treated me. Because when he treated me well, I felt so perfect. So when he treated me poorly, I tried even harder for him to treat me well again. ”
Memorium* posted a quote
December 4, 2016 4:40pm EST
Like leaves falling off the branches of autumn trees... My tears will do the same, slipping off the edge of my eyelashes. Tears jumping off my nose and cheeks, to land on this cold floor. A floor you've walked on before.