&&.
𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭 for they could make you believe in something they don't even believe in. for they could make you love something they hate. for they could evoke such feelings within you, they don't even feel. they speak through the magical portrayal of their beautiful words and the worst part is you won't be able to know which is a confession and which is a piece of art—
but if a poet falls in love with you, you can never die.
𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 for the stories that they tell lies a little bit of heaven and a little bit of hell.
tormented souls we poets are sometimes quite broken and despaired in search of lost expression by those who once cared. can you put a price on emotion? i am just looking for something to buy. let me inside your mind, i wanna get to know you. choose your words because there's no antidote for this curse.
𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫? must i hurt you just before you go? one day, i looked at him and it suddenly occurred to me how beautiful his smile was. i heard music in his laughter, i read poetry in his words & i knew love was inside his mind. the second i tried to tell myself i'm not in love was the moment i realized i was.
- 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞
|| i'm only in love with the idea of love ||
