poems by heart

I am sorry for
using my
brain
to convey
matters of the
                heart;          
for
using my heart
          to convey
matters
of
the soul,
                      but
         most of all,
I am sorry
that I
can only kiss you
with words.
—  Gentle thing, by M.A. Tempels © 2017
A Laugh of Love

I have my head on her lap
Fast asleep I lay without worries
She caresses my hair and looks at me
Touching my face she smiles
A slight laugh wakes me up
I stare up at her and she apologizes
I tell her not to be sorry
But she just blushes
And tells me to go back to sleep
I shut my eyes and place her hand over my heart
I whisper to not be sorry for loving me
And she whispers back she never will

Don’t put your happiness in other people’s hands
They’ll drop it.
They’ll drop it every time.
—  (via sturzpoesie IG)

I’m going to push you away,

I need you to stay,

but I wouldn’t blame you if you dont

—  God help me//kayla
When I first met you, I thought that you might be something that I was going to call home.
And I was right.
—  d.p.a
Somewhere under the calm, blue sky, there is a heart that quietly shatters into pieces. It breaks behind a smile, behind a joyful laugh. As the pieces slowly dance themselves away in the wind, I, too, go along with them.
—  Lukas W. // Heart breaks every day