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I don’t want to be the person who’s left behind anymore, I want to be the one everyone wants to keep. Not the one they get tired...
You loved him, didn’t you?“ My sister asks, watching me lie on my bed. "Of course,” I say, “he was my best fri...
Self love is so important. Because when you’re all alone and it’s 3 in the morning and you’re lying on the floor crying and shaking and wish...
I can’t sleep because she’s in my dreams, and I can’t wake because she’s not here with me
I think people should hold onto what they believe in.“ “Well, what do you believe in?” “You.
i. I think the gloomy clouds and rain are more beautiful than the shining sun. I think that the sound of the sky’s tears hitting the ground ...
I’ve fallen in love with adventures, so I begin to wonder, if that’s why  I’ve fallen for you.
I want someone who will treat me like their favorite book and book character. Someone who will sit down with me over tea or coffee with a ge...
My English teacher told me once that every woman should have at least two great loves in her life. A Gatsby and a Darcy. You were both.
This is a poem for my future daughters Who will all be named after flowers Reminding them Every time their name escapes someone’s lips That ...
it’s during nights like these, the cup that holds everything in my mind, tips over, and all my thoughts spill all over the place.
Even if the concept of time was destroyed, it would still be too late for their love to win.
Don’t fall in love with me. I’m a wildfire. A single touch from me can burn you. Stay a little longer and you’ll turn into dust. Don’t fall...
In another world, I think I could have loved you always, and maybe in another universe, you could have let me.
I don’t belong to the black or white, I belong to the shades and shadows that fall in between, the uncertain, the undefined, the reality, th...
We do crazy things at night because we feel veiled by the dark.
Can I ask you a question? If I can, do you promise you won’t get upset and avoid answering me? What did I ever do to you for you to treat me...
But what if one day I no longer need you? How will you taunt me then?
What’s worse, being alone, or being trapped with your thoughts?