Frank Costello
(Source: cafeofthedamned)
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~Kevin
(Source: takingstockofwhatmattersmost)
Rachael’s Note: This is really powerful to me.
I learned how to know you,
but didn’t learn how to miss you.
My soul is empty now;
My guts have been poured out.
It is marvelous just to see you,
but discouraging not to feel you.
The scent of you lingers,
and the memory of your melting fingers.
You just stopped existing,
or did you take away existence?
Not a word, not a scent, not a touch,
I just wanna say I miss you much.
Rachael’s Note: This struck a cord with me, really like this.
We are strangers
Looking back at old goodbyes
And badly sang lullabies.
I can’t even remember when I
Started to sleep perfectly again,
Without waking at the same hour.
You are not even here, in my dreams
In my nightmares, you are gone
And I can sleep and hope.
Insomnia left with what you took.
Antoinette’s Note: Something in this grabbed hold of me. I also like the repetition of ‘lying’ and ‘lied’.
we were lying in our own scents and feelings, you were wrapped around my stomach placing kisses over my belly button as I stroked your hair and thought about…
12 Valdemar Strydom (via poetdreamer)
(Source: sleepyeyes, via thewritersaddress)
So this is my happily ever after,
just a walk away from what used to be,
living in a tear drop, and haunting dreams
So this is my fairy tale,
where I’m not there, nor anywhere,
just living as in a daydream, and it feels
…so surreal
So this is my broken tomorrow,
this time and place, with its empty face,
this breathing for the sake
…of breathing
by:rueberry
Stephen Chbosky (the perks of being a wallflower)
(Source: writeletters-dearyou)
Antoinette’s Note: I love the desperate passion that can be felt in this. The aching for the right words to say what she really wants to say about him. Trudging through her mind trying to find the words that will make all of it feel a little better.
Every time I try to…
(Source: hellopoetry.com)
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