"I'll paint the stars in your eyes and you'll write about how love never lasts." In which they are each other's muses. - A tale of poets and writers.

We look up at the same sky and we see the same thing and suddenly, it's not so lonely anymore.

to all those with a little pain in their hearts, who find it lonely when it rains, and when even in a crowd, it is a little too quiet. we all live here. [formerly known as fractures] [#26POE]

yūgen fantasies laced in velour reverie

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a lonely Saturday conversation on the wrong side of the yellow bedroom curtains. ... || Wattys Winner 2018 ||

"Maybe it isn't that we're supposed to find the pieces and put them back together. Maybe we're the pieces."

"I have never tasted the brightness of yellow, the calmness of blue, the cheer of green or the love of red. I felt something; still do I, but never related to colours. I only know the pureness of white and the mystery of black. Oh, and grey. For most of you, it's just a colour but it defines every little thing to me."

story #1 out of the flowery compass series. -  he liked to point out her flaws, she hated how he thought he was flawless. -  cover made by @crookednights

BECAUSE WE ARE MORE THAN THE SUM OF OUR PARTS. [74 POETRY]