One Sky, One Destiny

ordinarywonder:

I could love you… but would it make a difference, really? My love would be like a coin dropped down a bottomless well. It could fall for eternity and never even make a splash in the reservoir of your own self loathing. I’m trying my best to save you, but you’re too immersed in drowning to notice me throwing you this line.

Apprehension

Her black hair tipped in stars kissed just the top of the black dress she wore that traveled all the way down to her feet, slipped in brown shoes that were slightly too big and revealed how the sun never shines enough on them. Her wrist covered in pearls that matched the patterns on her dress, a hair band she’ll scarcely use and a watch that told time in colors. 

I didn’t notice any of this though. I didn’t notice how her eyes were stars that were plucked from the sky or how her smile emitted warmth that was strong enough to make you heart melt. I didn’t notice how she smelled like my best memories of home and how her touch caressed the smallest parts of me.

I didn’t notice her. If I did, maybe it would have been me making me memories with her under the same roof, me at night sharing silence on the phone with as she’s asleep, my hand that pieces her heart back together and wipes her tears away. I didn’t notice her, if I had, I would be with her right now instead of writing about her. 
 

I fail to see the stars from where I am so every day I make wishes on street lamps and count my blessings based off of the number of times you decide to call me.

If I could one day see the stars, I’m fairly certain they would dance in conjunction with our heart beats and with each breath I take, they would echo your name. 

Happiness: A gift you’ve given me.

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Two Weeks

Two weeks ago, if you looked hard enough, you would find her in a church with bruises on her knees from pleading with a God in whom she didn’t fully believe. You would see the scars on skin from where she desperately tried to wash away the imprints left by men containing a sin she didn’t commit. 

If you looked hard enough, you would see how the cracks in her smile stretched for a mile and you would notice the quiet shake every time a hand touches her in the slightest way. 

For two weeks she wanted to scream but the past two weeks have left her too weak to speak so she bit her tongue and would silently weep. 

For two weeks, she couldn’t bring herself to eat, never mind sleep, she didn’t want to risk sleeping because that meant there’s a possibility he meet come back for her in her dreams. 

If you looked hard enough, you would see that there wasn’t much left to see, she lost her trust in a sea of lust and no matter how she thrashed against this man he continued to crash upon her like waves stirred and her heart became a shallow grave. 

For two weeks, she fought with him. Trying to push him out of the corners of her mind and praying for a sign that the flesh she wears is still as beautiful as it was when she felt whole - but that night left a hole in her and she never found her way out. 

too weak to speak out about what he had done to her, so two weeks passed, and so did she. 

I regret believing in love, us, and you.

fake the secrets

teacupofyellow:

you make tiny goosebumps
form on the swirling ridges
of my fingertips.

I like you –

the magnitude of touching you
has a way of stirring
even the smallest parts of me. 

(via teacupofyellow-deactivated20130)

h0wled-horiz0ns:

Writing is my open wound and
I don’t want you to kiss it better,
I don’t want you to wash away the pain with tears,
I don’t want you to sew yourself into my skin,
or to bandage its bruise
because all of that would be to take away 
my want of you.

(via smilesareheavythings-deactivate)

h0wled-horiz0ns:

tell me that
even when
my bones
are rusted
and have
fallen to
the floor 

that you’ll
still be 
holding my
heart so
I may live
a little more.

(via smilesareheavythings-deactivate)