Beginnings

"Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know." -Hemingway

"I care for myself.  The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself." -Charlotte Bronte, Jane Eyre

"Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in he way we expect." -Dumbledore, Harry Potter

"We can meet again somewhere, somewhere far away from here." -Harry Styles, Sign of the Times

"Everywhere I see bliss, from which I alone am irrevocably excluded." -Frankenstein, Mary Shelley


"We can meet again somewhere, somewhere far away from here"
                                                      -Sign of the Times, Harry Styles

wilted bloom

if i could only see the sky, the way you see it
maybe my eyes could open gently in the morning
maybe i could breathe the air and it wouldn't feel
so heavy.
maybe i could float like you

cause you glaze and you gloss,
you shimmer and you sparkle
everyone knows that you sparkle--
i drown in glitter everyday,
to be maybe half deserving of you

hell, i'd drown in that pink milky bath. drink that water
to feel the butterfly against my chest
and swim among the flowers. i swear i'd stop
my crying.
so i will wake up for you, if i cannot with you