𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚢❤️ 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐...
~ the art of romanticizing life, melancholy and to put it simple: deep thoughts ~
...𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝.
Over quite some time I gathered a little coll...
your veins are rivers keeping your tiny heart alive, through your skin purple and blue, just a hint of water created from within you - a single trace on your face as you blink at me, in the mirror... there's not more one could see looking from the outside - but there's an entire ocean in your eyes.
and I hear your lungs grasping for the world to hold inside your chest, but you catch your breath again and again and let it free, as you know it should be - there's nothing to own, there's nothing to keep.
the language from your mouth tries to form letters to words, your little hands write and write, line after line, it just doesn't combine and flip through every dictionary, but find nothing new, at least not tonight - and the pencil breaks under pressure but you just sigh, 'cause you know it's alright; there's just no telling the tale of your soul and no one else but you can know.
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I created this piece recently out of a phase when I was quite uninspired actually and couldn't really put my thoughts down to paper, so I just wrote about that kind of and then more...
thank you so so much again for reading and if you have some time left, let me know your thoughts in the comments, I'd appreciate it <3
