are just air that flies into the wind, noticed once and never remembered again. So if you want to keep me, do not blow your loving air into my ear, instead use motions that cut through the wind, and prove that they are puzzle pieces that fit into one another. 

Eminem - Space Bound

          "Maybe you really didn't mean to hurt me.
You were just trying to make yourself happy."


During the summer, there was a girl. I, however, was not responsible for anything that happened between us. She was the one who would talk about wanting to kiss me. She was the one who asked if I liked her. She was the one who curled into my side when we watched movies. My relationship with her didn't last—whether it existed at all could be debated—but the effect that it has on me endures. Maybe if it had lasted longer, I would have learnt her confidence.

I could use it. I wish I had the courage to break this social protocol I constructed in my head and ask you to tea for me and whatever you want for you. Or the guts to take your phone and scare it with my selfies. Or maybe the insanity to reach for your hand.

I promise I won't propose anything rash. We don't have to become a promise-ring-wearing, take-on-the-world-because-we-won't-fall duo. I'm not sure I'd want that. But what would be wrong with laying on the grass during the summer and alternating between reading excerpts of e.e.cummings and sharing bad puns? I know damn well that by now you've figured out that I'm secretly a romantic, but I have a suspicion that you are, too.

But the one thing about two shy introverts is that nothing will ever happen if fate doesn't shove them together.

      "I don't think I'll ever meet anyone
       like him ever again, and I can't
        decide if that soothes me or scares me." (nm)


sometimes i forget that i matter too.
but that's okay, because when you love someone,
they matter much more than you.

he closed his eyes and kissed my face
and just like that he took your place
and i used to dream of your hazel
eyes but now i'm lost in his grey skies. (nm)

why get a life when you can get a cat
"before you held my hand for the first time, you whispered 'is this okay?'
before you kissed me for the first time, you whispered 'is this okay?'
before you slipped your hand up my blouse for the first time, you whispered 'is this okay?'
but when you left, you didn't say a word." (nm)


11:43 pm

we're drifting apart.
i knew i shouldn't have
let you in. i don't know
what to do anymore.
i'm alone again, and
that terrifies me.

and maybe if he looked into my eyes
he'd see how this was killing me.
how just hearing his name sends me
into hysterics. how seeing him wrap
her into a warm embrace sends
my heart underground. how i stand
there and look at him and hope
against hope that someday he'd
love me again. how just being friends won't
fix it. (nm)- When Does It Get Better


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