You will call me sweetheart
and I will still stumble over
I will want to know how many breaths you take after waking up
before you consider yourself alive
I will shiver when you touch me
do not be offended;
you are the warmest person I know.
|1 day ago + 29848||this is beautifulwordslove|
|6 days ago + 104||just byewordslovethis is beautiful|
We all write about 3 or 4 am because it is so damn poetic. However, have you been awake at 6 am in the city? Have you felt the fresh air of the morning on your soft lips? If you have not, then you should.
The way the sun rises over the city it is so romantic you will fall in love with the world. It shines over the ghetto streets and you somehow, just for a little bit, you let go of the heartbreak from the night before. The streets are empty but few souls walk the boulevards. And drunk people are asleep on the bus stops, I guess they were on their way home but sometimes home is under the naked sky. Fathers and mothers are on their way to work with a cup of coffee in their hand and messy thoughts in their head. The avenues are dirty with cigarettes packages and love letters but the lovely breeze will clean up. You will smile just a little bit when you know that the universe has given you one more chance to be alive.
Take a break from screaming into your pillow at 3 am, and crying your veins out at 4 am. Buy a ticket, a cup of coffee and get lost in the city you think you have known. You don’t. The world has so much to confess at 6 am in the morning.”
|1 week ago + 1264||wordsthis is beautiful|
So, wherever you are, I hope you’re happy, I really do. I hope the stars are kissing your cheeks tonight. I hope you finally found a way to quit smoking. I hope your lungs are open and breathing your life. I hope there’s a kite in your hand that’s flying all the way up to Orion and you still got a thousand yards of string to let out.
I hope you’re smiling like god is pulling at the corners of your mouth. Cause I might be naked and lonely, shaking branches for bones, but I’m still time zones away from who I was the day before we met.
You were the first mile where my heart broke a sweat. And I wish you were here. I wish you’d never left.”
|1 week ago + 2902||UGhwordslovethis is beautifulabout me|