i missed these tcs

I really miss you.

I haven’t spoke to you in months now. In fact, it’s nearly been a year. I didn’t think I could live without you. Truth is, I can. It’s just 100 times harder.

You have no idea how much you mean to me. And I often think to myself ‘why didn’t I tell you’. Then I remember, you were my teacher. And i was your student. And that’s all I’ll ever be to you. And although I’m not okay with that, that’s the way it’s got to be.

I think about you all time (even in my sleep). I wonder what you’re doing and if you ever you ever think of me. It feels like forever since I last saw your smile or heard your laugh.

I just hope that you’re happy and that you’re doing okay because I know I’m not.

One could say
that I write my best poems
when I’m either falling in love
or falling apart

But then again,
these two states
are so incredibly close to each other
that sometimes,
they are even the same.

—  // writing poetry


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it’s some bad mythology, the guards are here, i don’t know which heart is yours

inspiration based on this!

Waiting for a text from you
Waiting for you to say you want me too
Waiting for you to give in
Waiting for you to ask me how I’ve been
Waiting for you to show up at my door
Waiting for you to tell me you’ve never wanted me more
Waiting for you to take me out on the town
Waiting for you to strip me down
Waiting for you to trace my skin with your fingertips
Waiting for your hips on my hips
Waiting for you to whisper you love me in the moonlight
Waiting for you to stay with me all night
Waiting for the sun to rise
Waiting to wake up next to you for the rest of my life.
—  Waiting // 8.26.15

Sometimes I am looking at you
and something in my chest tightens
and my hands start shaking
while blood rushes through my veins

And I cannot stop admiring
the way your eyes sparkle when you laugh
and how your lips appear so kissable

And I wonder
how it is possible
that you do nothing at all
while I am falling to pieces

—  // can you fix me?
After two months
of only seeing you in my dreams,
we will meet again
and I am afraid
that the rhythm of my heart
will be stronger than ever,
desperately trying
to match yours.
—  // what if you could hear it?