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31 poems in 31 days!

wordsofindya:

It is almost October and I have decided to set myself a little project. I am going to try my hardest to write a poem for each day of next month! That’s 31 poems in 31 days.

I know many, many, many writers on tumblr have done this before so I thought it I would give it a shot. Most pieces…

idontneedyourvalidation:

planning tattoos and trips around the world with my incredible boyfriend. It all seems like wishful thinking at the moment, but I have no doubt that we will make the life that we want to have together.

I feel so brutally wounded,
like I’m the deer and you’re the hunter
who doesn’t realise the pain you have caused
until you watch the life leave my eyes
as your bullet pierces my heart.
Too many people in this world believe that suffering
will go away if you just imagine it isn’t there,
and you have no idea how badly I wish
that you weren’t like that.
I could bleed on your shirt, and you’d
pretend that it’s wine.
I could drown right in front of your eyes,
and you’d tell yourself I’m just diving into water.
I love you so much
that I keep putting on band aids
in attempt to cover the damage.
I love you so much that I’ll pretend
for the rest of my life,
if it means that I’ll always have you
by my side.

being with you hurts, but being without you would be unbearable, IS. (via wordsofindya)

idontneedyourvalidation:

it’s been an eventful few days, and I just couldn’t imagine not spending each moment with Daniel. He always come along and puts a brighter shade on things; a new perspective. He is the one thing that keeps me grounded. I am incredibly lucky to have been blessed with his presence in my life.

You never finish what you start.
You fall asleep before the movie ends,
and wake again to the menu on loop.
You give up before you reach the finish line,
and never eat an entire meal.
I used to get annoyed
whenever you would skip songs
without letting them end,
so I don’t know why I was surprised
when you left me on the floor
amongst a stack of books with cracked spines,
that you never finished.

Cracked spine, IS. (via wordsofindya)

wordsofindya:

just a quick message to all those who feel that they don’t have any support from the people around them for what they want to do in life: you don’t need anyone but yourself! Just stick to your gut and work hard, and the results will speak for themselves! Leave all the people who doubted you behind! I know it can be hard to continue with what you love when people don’t believe in you, but I promise you all you need is yourself. Besides, I believe in all of you :)

I hate that I watched you
take me in your hands
and shatter me like broken glass,

yet I’d still say that you
were my one true love,
if anyone ever happened to ask.

IS. (via wordsofindya)

Sometimes I look at you and think
of how this would end.
It’d be my choice. You’d come home one day
and I’d say that this wound is just too deep.
It stings too much, it’s not going to heal
if we keep picking at it until it bleeds again.
I’ll pack up your things and you’ll realise
that, for the first time in 16 months, you’ll have to sleep alone.
Eat alone. Brush your teeth alone.
You’ll try to reason with me, negotiate your way
back into my bed.
But I’ll just keep shaking my head, remembering
the dark parts of you that I wish I could keep ignoring.
I’ll have to learn to be on my own again.
I probably wouldn’t talk much anymore;
I’d just keep everything inside my mind.
Maybe I should’ve done that when we were together.
Maybe the problem wasn’t the answers you give,
but the questions I ask.
Then you go and hold me, and I realise
these thoughts have nothing to do with you at all.
My problem isn’t you.
It’s the fact that I’ve been rewired into thinking
that I am incapable of being loved
by anyone, even the person that I know
I am meant to spend my life with.

I don’t mean to push you away when I’m trying to run from myself, IS. (via wordsofindya)