- Unknown (via cultivate-solitude)
I will wake up at three AM
And I will roll over
Into your arms.
You will rub my back
Until I fall back to sleep.
I will wait for that.
- John Lennon (via observando)
- (via hazelhirao)
March 4, 2013
I was unpacking when I heard you walk in. I had on light pink lipstick that I found at the bottom of a box. You put a few things on the counter and handed me my car keys. I kissed you and asked if you could help me move the bed. You said you needed to talk. I keep replaying this over and over in my mind. I don’t think I’ll be able to unpack the rest of our boxes.
April 4, 2013
It’s been a month since you left.
Mark says you’re not coming back.
I can’t sleep.
Are you awake?
May 4, 2013
I finally went to the doctor like you had begged me to.
You were right and yeah, I’ll be fine.
June 4, 2013
I sold my engagement ring at a pawn shop today. I bought expensive lipstick and flowers. I also bought a lot of beer and a carton of cigarettes. I’ve lost a lot weight since you last saw me. My friends from high school that I haven’t seen in years hardly recognize me. It’s weird being back in this town without you. I spend most of my afternoons at the beach. I saw a sea turtle today while I was swimming. I miss eating breakfast food at midnight with you.
July 4, 2013
I stumbled across the video of you in the car singing Taylor Swift. I deleted it before it played all the way through but I have to admit it made me laugh. I can’t remember how your voice sounds saying my name. I broke down and called you. Thank you for not answering.
August 4, 2013
I dropped my cigarette in my lap when you drove past me today.
September 4, 1012
I went on a date.
He thinks Bud Light is “quality beer”.
It just isn’t going to work out.
October 4, 2013
It doesn’t hurt anymore to say your name.
November 4, 2013
Hope you’re doing well.
December 12, 2013
Thank you for setting me free.
- These short letters are straight from my notebook, unedited and carelessly written - d.a.h (via girlchoking)
I wrote a letter to the tooth fairy
I left a photograph of you,
and I told her about the way we loved,
the way we thought we would need
each other forever.
It turns out,
more than just teeth.
But we are both still
and I am quickly learning
that nothing is permanent.
It is okay to lose parts of
because in the emptiness,
something stronger can
This morning when I woke up,
the letter and the photograph were gone.
I found coins and a ticking watch
underneath my pillow,
and I guess it’s her way of saying
that it’s time for change.
- Y.Z (via rustyvoices)
- Carl Jung, Memories, Dreams, Reflections (via delicateswans)