So I write this to you,
If only you cared enough,
but you would never know,
because you never stared enough
to see the way I would smile
every time I heard your name.
You never listened enough
to hear the giggles that escape
every time you speak,
and you’re not even funny.
maybe then you’d know,
you were in every story I told.
I could write out a million poems,
and you would never know.
Much less, that they were about you.
Maybe I am what they say I am;
heartless, cold, alaska.
To me, it’s all a game
of pushing and pulling
until the two knots meet.
And when they touch,
the game is over.
You are not to boast your victory
or wimp out over your loss.
You move on.
It’s ironic how the world pushes us to a room with locked doors, but keeps a wall between. Telling us what to do, but making us do it ourselves.
I hear the sea in the shells,
but know there can’t be a sea inside.
Much like you.
I hear your heart in your words,
but know it is not there.
What good masks
to fool us into thinking
we have things
we do not have.
And what fools we are
to believe it
even after the truth
Ellie Goulding | Seven Lions | Don’t Leave
Baby there’s fireworks in my heart setting off
Darling I wish you hadn’t let us fall apart
I promise I’d try to let this go, but I can’t breathe
If only you knew how much I’d give you everything you need
to everyone saying “what has happened to our world”
I like how on Tumblr we all have lots of sass but in real life we can’t say hi without fucking up.
"χίλια (1000) συγγνώμη.."
one thousand apologies, by NAR
4η φορα reblog!!!
σκεφτομαι ποσο θα ποναγε αυτος ο ανθρωπος για να γραψει 1000 φορες συγγνωμη στους τοιχους
How can one miss what she’s never had?
How could I reminisce when there is no past?
How could I have memories of being happy with you boy?
Could someone tell me how can this be?