somewhere lost in between shadows and stars

Nothing feels better than to have a good laugh with someone who cares about you..

and if you were a flower I’d pick you and put you in my pocket so you could be close to my heart, always.

In the silence between us, whispers of love

like roses on the cusp of blooming

The moon is there in her soul,
the ocean is always her friend,
and her heart is just so beautiful.

in this world
we walk on the roof of hell
gazing at flowers

Issa

To feel
the
butterflies
as my
hand slips
into yours
for the
first time.

I’m not a painter but I think I could draw you by heart. I’ve catalogued your every smile, my favourite part. The way your eyes look when the light hits them just right, so bright. I’m not a painter but you’re my favourite work of art.

When you know you absolutely must choose yourself this time...

No excuses.

a poem lost its words today
found only your name