I'll probably just post random shit.
How do you explain
Someone who is the entire world to you
The sun, the moon, all the stars
The ground beneath your feet
The air inside my lungs
I’m so lucky
To have held onto you this long
I can’t imagine living my days
Without by my side, now
I guess I could say my whole life
Has felt like one big search
For a familiar face, a familiar touch, a familiar place
Then I found you, and I realised
I was just looking for home.
I would like if you explained what you mean. “Haiku” is a term used quite loosely with poetry these days. I am aware that they are typically Japanese poems about seasons, but I read a lot of poetry by a range of different writers and they all write haikus about whatever topic they please.
In my eyes, and in the eyes of many other writers I follow, a haiku is a three line poem consisting of seventeen syllables - the first line having five syllables, the second having seven and the third having five - which I have done.
Tuesday (via 24th-ofjune)
I do not know whether eating junk food when I am sad is a way of treating myself, or punishing myself.
Dull, IS. (via wordsofindya)
Late lunches, hand holding, Up Words, little drives together and cooking dinner - my Saturday evening with Daniel was lovely, as always. Feel free to tell me about yours.