grief is the sudden slam of your brakes in the middle of an intersection. the decaying breath when you’re about to break.. grief is her. it has been for 11 years now — morphing with each year, remaining here, nestled in the tightness of my ribs. a permanent lesson & reminder of the past.
#rainasmprompts for @rainingalloverthesky & @asm.poetry 💛
I never thought it was possible. For a broken heart to be able to feel alive once again almost like it was never damaged in the first place and it's all because you promised to kiss me in the dark even after I showed you my bleeding scars and that gave me hope that maybe One day I'll be able to say those eight letters that every girl dreams of.
I don't understand it myself because I practically scream danger and they have placed yellow caution tape around my heart basically a collateral damage to anyone who dares try to get close to me but it doesn't work with you. No matter how much I push you away it only seems to make you stronger in coming back to me and so when it feels like this I can't help but giving in and letting you leave the lights on and that's when I finally realized something.
Maybe I could get used to this again.
Used to falling back in love because tonight for the first time after a very long time I seen the brightest star radiating through my window and warming up my face with a smile so how can I resist when you make me feel this way?