“When Im with you, I dont breathe quite right.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
— likeawritingdesk (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
I hope that leaving me leads to me being in your dreams every night
realistically there is no chance i will have time to read, imma still bring a book though
no suicidal shit or whatever but sometimes i look at this world and i don’t just feel like participating
I was sixteen when a boy told me- “I’ll cross oceans for you and scream your name from rooftops.” I felt like I finally got a hold of love , nuzzling its scent on my fingertips.
Years in the periphery, we lost sight of eachother or maybe there weren't many rooftops left to shout my name from.
Today, at the dinner table, I saw my husband deliberately taking small bites from his burger while everybody else was hustling to leave the table. I realised I still hadn’t finished my meal. While I cut my steak , his presence loomed beside me- the most blissful silence I have ever been in , the slowest passage of time.
Maybe, love doesn't come from people who can bind the moon to your arms. It is someone who can let go of a few minutes to sit by your side , in a world that doesn't wait.
2019年、端山藤園。
藤沢市の「フジロード」で辿り着いた端山藤園の藤。
Crashing out over an old lost love. A safe space for my thoughts and mild optimism. 2025She/They
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