My mind is a mess, justpassmeabook (via wnq-writers)
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The tears are all dried up
But my heart is still aching
And I am still regretting those words
It seems as though I have changed
And I can’t find myself
All I seem to know is that I’m sorry and I love you
Forgive me for who I’ve become
The world has made me cruel
Yet you are still beautiful as always
I don’t understand it
mamabeez
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Maybe I’m smart enough to build my own bridges and get over it but it doesn’t hurt any less especially when you’re on the other side.
Vytautaseneyevich (via wnq-writers)
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I’m older now.
I don’t feel so invincible anymore.
aleyyy-a (via wnq-writers)
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I wish you’d been more like fire when we first met
so that one touch and I knew you’d do me no good
But no, you were not like fire at all
You were the water gently trickling on my bare skin – cool, refreshing and hypnotizing
and just like water you were always there, everywhere
You were the ocean who breaks my fall every time I jumped off rocky cliffs
You were the waves that gently guide me back to the safety of the shores
You were the long, steamy, warm shower on a stressful day just before I go to sleep
But just like water, I didn’t realize you were drowning me until I couldn’t breathe
Suddenly, everything about you seemed muddy, dark and deep and scary
But I was able to swim away though- swim and thrust and kick and paddle
until everything in me aches and I was exhausted and breathless
And you let me go, watched me run off the same sandy shores we used to spend all summer on, and went back to how you always were – cool, refreshing and hypnotizing
But just so you know
I am writing this in the confines of my room, where no water could be seen
And I hope you’re aware, as painfully as I am, that I am and will always be 70% water
and no amount of drowning could change that
