Dear love, I don’t think you understand the power you have over me. How easily you can make my day or ruin my week by a simple text. You have the power to let me grow or to tear me down and you don’t even realise
a. a gentle soul with big dreams. tending to be melancholic, they can be sensitive and highly emotional, loosing themselves in their own imagination.
b. highly independent and ambitious, they have a clear idea of their goals and priorities in life. always analyzing their surroundings, they are very private, not sharing their deep inner emotions.
c. beams of sunlight, radiating positive energy. kind-hearted, they tend to put others’ needs before their own. the best friend one could hope for.
d. curiosity is their main drive in life. seeking to discover everything this world has to offer, their natural love of learning ignites a strong passion. you find them staying awake at night, fully consumed by their topic of interest.
e. full of ideas and creativity, they seek to make, to transform their thoughts into art and poetry, into beautiful phrases. prone to sometimes being anxious, especially around new people.
I looked at him with so much admiration, I swear you could see the love pouring out of my eyes like waterfalls.
I could also swear to you that he looked at me like all of the other girls, just another body, just another face. I could swear to you that when he kissed me so hungrily like I was his last meal, I could swear to you I was not what he was craving.
I could swear to you that he means so much more to me than I will ever mean to him; and I could swear to you there is no substance in the entire world to numb that pain.
She always knew they had an expiration date but she never thought it would end like this. Throats too raw to scream anymore, eyes too dry to cry another tear, both suffocating in words that can never be unsaid. They are drowning in the silence but overwhelmed by the echoes of their past. This can’t be undone. There’s no saving them now.
What do I do with these feelings?
These newspaper clippings
These reports, so fucking
“22 killed, 59 injured”
They don’t add in the words “human lives”
They don’t add in the words “affliction”
22 human lives lost, 59 humans bleeding,
Thousands reeling from trauma
that they’re next, another concert
another play, another
place they just wanted to smile
so fucking sorry
that one idea,
one extremist turned into
teenagers, who were waiting
for their chance to turn this around,
Crying as their best friend
lay unmoving on the ground
in what was supposed to be
the happiest moment
of their finite little 17 years of life
You didn’t deserve this
the excitement of your first paycheck
the sorrow of lost love
that vacation in the Maldives you always wanted
You didn’t deserve
to be a liar when you told your mother you’d be home for dinner tomorrow
you are more than another incident to add to the list