onetwothreewrite:

you could be, 

so many things. 

captivated, 

i wait. 

In this false pretense of reality where i am most happy, 

I want you to hold me in this darkness, 

   and in the red morning light, 

turn this pretense into 

          our reality. 

(Source: outrunthe-apathy)

onetwothreewrite:

The walls are shaking,

 please, don’t let go of my arm.

You touched my lips

  and grabbed the back of my hand.

We both knew we were in over our heads.

Restless, this bed is comfortable.

  So I let your lips move against mine,

because all of me wanted this too.

All of my breath went with you.

            You’re all I need. 

(Source: outrunthe-apathy)

onetwothreewrite:

I imagined the future tonight,

    It scared me.

You were there,

  so unbelievably present,

ironically in my future.

I want to know every scar upon your hard exterior,

   I want to know each minute detail of your day.

I need this to transcend to a reality,

    I guess I need the unattainable. 

(Source: outrunthe-apathy)

onetwothreewrite:

The wind, alike to your touch, is indescribable. It is engulfing, it is comforting. I am but a mere obstacle in the path of an intended destination. This wind, your touch. It makes me feel, completely and utterly relaxed in the complete sense of the word. I am content.

You will soothe that…

(Source: outrunthe-apathy)

onetwothreewrite:

leaving hand prints on glass windows
something to be remembered, you said
but by morning, our presence vanished
as the stars divided us in silver linings
we learned about love—again & again

(Source: outrunthe-apathy)

onetwothreewrite:

Sometimes skulls are thick.

Sometimes hearts are vacant.

Sometimes words just don’t work. 

(Source: outrunthe-apathy)

onetwothreewrite:

A flood of icy cold water was ignited by the fire buried down somewhere I thought was lost and it returned to swallow me whole and it hurt in ways I never thought possible. 

(Source: outrunthe-apathy)

Nigga, I think u jelly.

(Source: jeenafilipina, via colortherainbowblack)