Physics

the atoms i am made of
are mostly empty space.
what does that make
me?

There was no hurricane warning the morning you hit me.

Annie Munro, “And You Blew Me Away” (via wnq-writers)

I will always want you, but I will never need you.

Annie Munro, i am not missing any pieces, and I am whole without you (via wnq-writers)

Tsunami

i’m not even sure what these
three words
mean, but I know
when I look at you
there is a tsunami inside me and
the waves scream
I love you I love you I love you.

Closure

wingedpiglets:

When you walked out
of my heart, you left
the door wide open.
I poured my soul out
on a paper plane
and chucked it through the
fragile frame,
hoping you’d read the words:
“Please come home.”

I sat for weeks, waiting for you
to close the gaping hole
you carelessly left;
for you to walk through and
apologize for letting the bugs in, you hadn’t meant to, it was a mistake.
but you never did,
so I got up and closed
the damn door myself.

Living

wingedpiglets:

is there a right way to do it?
These days,
I have lost myself:
not in the highs, the news telecasts,
or her eyes.
In a moment.
I am
somewhere in the universe.
I am
every episode of Friends, yesterday’s breakfast burrito,
every 3 a.m. conversation.
I am.
I have shattered myself
into a million tiny pieces,
and it is scary but
liberating.

∞

wingedpiglets:

the ebb and flow
of tides.
the sun sets
and rises.
the look of love in
your eyes.
everything changes,
everything dies.

one drink
and your name is looping
in my mind

two drinks
and i just want you
next to me, i just want
to feel you, i just want you
to make me warm
i hear your name
in the clinks of glasses

three drinks
this space between us
is pulling me like taffy
i am aching for
my skin to touch yours
i am aching for
you and i know i shouldn’t
have

four drinks
the glass is to my lips
and this heat is
sliding down my throat
this heat is
undeniable and
insatiable and i wish
i was sober.

alone and drunk and missing you // a.s.m

We laughed
because we both
hate summer

and you kissed me
while we melted
under the heat of the sun
and into each other
and even though it’s warmer
in bed when you lie next to me
I think this is the kind of heat
I could stand;

my skin says so when it sticks
to yours– it wants you
near.

I would sweat in this
desert forever
if it meant we could hate
summer together.

summer love // a.s.m

for the first time, being without you isn’t what terrifies me. it is the fact that i am without you, and i’m okay.

it’s scary to think i can move on when i loved you so much // a.s.m