Place your hand on my back and feel the tenderness of my skin. Pay attention to my eyes like you would the last bowling pin. And spare me the hurt; caress me with care. Put your lips to my lips and your hand through my hair. I know it's too early and I'm not thinking … Continue reading you haven’t touched me in a while.
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i was just a pebble.
I was just a pebble people threw out to the sea never understanding why people let go so easily
if you’re a flower, i’m a flower too
I once got a tattoo of a flower on my ankle Because my ankle’s close to the ground And that's where flowers grow And in a way it reminds me of you How you stem from your roots The same way flowers do How you were just a seedling And before you knew it, you … Continue reading if you’re a flower, i’m a flower too
leave me before i get too close.
The beast is real. And it manipulates the way we feel. Instead of looking for the good in people, we look for the bad and find ourselves loving them anyway. Because we're under the impression that if you don't have a story, you're not a victim to pain. As if those who get wet when it … Continue reading leave me before i get too close.
it used to be you.
I’m surprised how quickly I became infatuated with a stranger I barely knew. And maybe it was because he was the first boy I saw that wasn’t you or was just someone so new; I cannot tell you specifically, I can only say how he made me feel. And I know the sky is mainly … Continue reading it used to be you.
relief.
And for the first time in a long time, I felt free. Free from unkept-secrets and broken-made promises. Free from hand-me-down love and recycled effort. For the first time in a long time, I felt at ease with myself; by myself; without you.
to love and be loved.
I gave a part of my life to you and in exchange, you gave me part of yours. And I savored every second, minute, and hour of it knowing one day I'd no longer be able to give you the life you were always meant to live. And that's the thing about love, you can … Continue reading to love and be loved.
i asked Him.
I asked God to give me a sign. And He told me to look not at your past but instead at mine. At how the kind of person I was then is not who I am now, That over time the person inside me changed in ways I began to allow. And He said it … Continue reading i asked Him.
1:07 am
I shouldn’t be up this late, but I need you. I need your eyes; I need to know what they see. I need to know whether you see a future without me. I know you need space, So I’m keeping my distance, But the feeling that we’re breaking, Has come into existence. I can't help … Continue reading 1:07 am
B.K Laurel 