February 2012
21 posts
“When I put my hands on your body, on your flesh, I feel the history of that...”
– The Half-Life, David Wojnarowicz (via bloodisthenewblackk)
“The sickness rolled through me in great waves. After each wave it would fade...”
– Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar, Chapter 4
Washed away
Some people you will never get over.
Let you stay in a secret chamber in my heart and a safe spot in my mind. Forever, forever and always
It seemed so natural
And suddenly it’s as if there is no one else in the world but these two, crashing through space to reach each other. They collide, enfold, lose their balance and slam against a wall, where they stay. Clinging into one being. Indivisible.
A pang of jealousy hits me. Not for either one but for their certainty. No one seeing them could doubt their love.
Catching fire
In the tight desperate clench of our fingers are all the words we will never be able to say
How much better my life had been for knowing you
Because I know with a certainty that whatever happened, I will never stop loving you.
‘After all these time?’
‘Always.’
She really loved her. And whatever happened, she was not going to stop loving her.
“If you do not love me I shall not be loved
If I do not love you I shall not...”
Hey love
Don’t think I’ll ever forget the day you actually set your laptop wallpaper to a picture of us
And everything shatters
Everything’s falling apart
I’m hanging in tatters
Barely a beat in my heart
And nothing else matters
No
If the man is the sum
Of all he has done
Then I am nothing much today
And if it’s true what they say
And that you’re what you eat
Then I am nothing much today
Doesnt matter what I am doing
Somewhere in my heart I am alwayssss
Dancing with you in the summer rain
“Pain of losing you pierced me like a physical wound every few steps”
“A person needed to be unencumbered but not cast adrift, free but not lost, and...”
“There will always be this thing you cannot live without”
