never in life

She was so absorbed by you,
by your thoughts and your ideas,
so full of you, full of your habits,
that she totally forgot about herself,
you were covering her soul with those clouds of yours,
all gloomy and heavy,
she did not know who she was anymore,
but when you left,
you took back all your clouds,
and then the sun came to her,
everything inside of her flourished,
her thoughts sang her favorite songs,
her mind laughed at her father’s jokes,
her heart danced and danced and danced,
her soul smiled, because she knew,
even the moon has clouds,
but it doesn’t stop her from lighting up the sky every night.

you go girl, you light up this world

I know she really loves me
even though she hasn’t said
it yet. She doesn’t have to
because she has this kind
of smile, the one that tells
me she loves me. She doesn’t
have to say it. She just has
to smile.

I know he really loves me
because he has told me
more than once. The
thing is I do not know
if I do. I just do not
know how to tell him that.
Whenever I want to
I just break down and

—  ck.writes (on Instagram)
We walk through life in search of pieces that were never missing
Constantly weaving a road made from gold strands in our minds 
Plucking the glitter from minds of those who watch 
They wish to save your soul
You blaze fire through the forest and ashes fall through your hands in mourning 
Days and days you search desperately 
As the sun chases the moon 
Winter comes enticing with its silent snow 
But as the cold haunts your bones
You stop 
And turn around to find your gold was made of fools 
And those who followed had long since departed you
Panicked you send a flare into the sky
Praying they will see you as they did before
You have gone too far
And the wise trees have died in your wake
You are alone 
The journey back will be full of missteps 
Haunting and unforgiving 
For fools gold is made for fools 
And fools often lose
—  Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #92 //
I don’t know how to get back in the game
Walking with my head held height
Getting on with my life
Everything feeling just fine
—  t.m.
She sees everything behind rose tinted eyes
Except for herself
She saw herself in the worst light possible
But he saw her as pure gold
She radiated beauty
But two people can’t love
Unless they first love themselves
—  L.S.