discontinued. // and he stretched out his legs and ran, as if to meet the moon for the first and last time.

words etched onto the metal railings of the creaking ferris wheel

woe is me

overtime, you will learn this isn't happiness.

bathing in spring showers. basking in cool shadows. a poem everyday in April. Copyright 2019 @timespieces

was it worth it ? did i need to be dressed with pretty diamonds to feel this loved ? or was i kidding myself.

falling in love is a disease that will leave this book unfinished until the day i die

my heart is drained from all the love that i gave you. (love poetry) ©gIeamings

volcano brain

who knew that you could feel