We Are Nothing But A Mere Memory Of Two People Who Fell Apart.

Do you ever get the feeling of “on the verge of being distant” to a person you’ve become so closed with and the anticipation it comes with kills you and you feel heavy inside

It happened too soon when it shouldn’t.

Punny Harry

We enjoyed the moonlight, While our bodies lie side by side. You kissed me. Intent on leaving marks. We made love all night, And I remember as soon as you depart. We are apart in the daylight. The very thought of us, Gives me such a rush. More than enough for me to love the dark.

Poems are my way of conversations

Anastasia (1997)

“I swear fealty to you, Clarke kom Skaikru”

Oh

i am in love with you. or i think i am. is that what this is, when everything feels better after seeing you. when im lighter around you. when the world slows down. i’m braver around you. wild and still more level. like everything is more beautiful when i show it to you.

“Do you believe in love?” asks someone. “Not really. But, don’t get me wrong. I do believe in love, I do believe in soulmates, happily ever after, someone you believe as the ‘one’. I have seen other people find that, that’s why I know it’s real out there. I just think that love is not meant for me.”

Excerpt from the book I’ll never write #69  (via hereliesmybrokenheart)

Melancholic

Lena never saw Kara after the reveal. She sees the heroine but never her sunshine, bubbly, clumsy bestfriend. This is why it hurts. This is why it’s harder for her. This is why it breaks her. And Kara, our poor Kara, if only she’d be braver, but then, she’s a gentlewoman who just waits and gives space for her Lena, even if it’s destroying her. 💔

So, where are we at that, Supercorp

At this point, I don’t care whether they’d be together romantically. I just want them happy. That’s not too much to ask. Or idk 🤷🏽‍♀️🥺

Waiiit. So the watch Kara gave Lena... I don’t see it at the reset? Whaaat

And suddenly you can’t run from it anymore. You face it not to just overcome it, you face it just to end a suffering.

I still don’t know what my “it” is