be poetic

You said you cared but you’re not here to hold me while i cry. You swore you’d never hurt me yet you are the one that hurt me the most.
—  T.D
Isn’t it funny, how we try so desperately for people that we want to claim as our own. We look our best for them, make the best jokes, invest all of our time into them, so maybe, just maybe, they’ll give us a chance.
We spend weeks, even months, even years, trying to get their attention and love. We worry constantly that someone else is giving them more and better. We hope that we’re the ones they’re thinking about at night.
Then two things could happen. They either break your heart, or fall in love with you. You could sob and scream and curse yourself for not being good enough for them. You could be bitter for so long wondering why you did so much for them. Or, they will notice all you’ve done. You’ll get what you wanted.
But time will pass and you’ll get comfortable. Start to forget why you tried so hard and you’ll start to try less because humans are naturally lazy, and why try when you already have what you want?
Isn’t it so sad, that we try so hard, just to one day take it all for granted.
—  v.m
8

so begins the war

euphoria

what was once real
turned to a memory
like my undying
love for you

i remember thinking
you were the only one
for me
and that
i was in love

i told everyone
i fell in love with
you
but i guess i was
stupid

because love isn’t real
it’s just a chemical
imbalance
telling you
that you just wanna fuck

funny isn’t it

you’ve said i love you
to people for years
and yet
it wasn’t true

you’ve said
i’ll love you forever
when someday forever
will be non-existant

funny how love
is equivalent
to so many
lies

funny isn’t it

how i’ve lost
sympathy
for those
broken hearted

because how can
your heart break
from love
if it’s not real

love is just
a moral dilemma
and i’m sorry
but you got yourself into this

I find myself staring at your eyes, and thinking of how much i love you but the words never come out.
—  T.D

We seem to love so aimlessly, but we love for a purpose.

We love selfishly.

We love asking for the same admiration in return, we love expecting the same love back.


v.m

„I’m more than drunk kisses and flirty messages.

I’m sunday morning cuddles in bed, after staying up way too long the night before.

The first cup of coffee, when you have to wake up way too early.

I’m the sun that lights up your mind after a day full of rain,

The warm breeze that smells like the ocean and the sun that kisses your skin.

I‘m way more than broken promisses and words that break hearts.

I‘m not someone you only spend one night with,

I am a lifetime full job lover.

A person you can grow old with, that still loves you after 50 years of marriage.

I‘m complicated,

Sometimes I can make you crazy by acting like a fool but trust me,

I‘m worth everything

And if you let me be yours

I will love you forever.“

-c.n