travelerschecks:

featherumbrellas:

lmfaoswed:

m-ayflower:

the last sentence :(

Everything is perfect until the last sentence…

I think i’ve got a million comments about the last sentence, but that’s the entire point to the poem. You fall in love with the feeling of being wanted, you fall in love with the places you visit, the routine, and mostly you fall in love with being comfortable. You are there because you want to be able to love that person, but you can’t force yourself, and you won’t. 

the last sentence is what makes this so perfect. it’s honest and a twist that you aren’t expecting and I love that in writing.

avyfors:

The Tracey Fragments

lalicat:

THIS. So much this, Love. <3

tazzmarazz:

excuses by poorly written history on Flickr.

messagestothemoon:

She asked me 
to write her
a love poem.

I said,
“Say that again.”

Write me-

I pressed my finger
to her lips,
Cutting her off.

“That in itself-
is the impossible.” 

nevver:

I Love You

apatheticaspirations:

one more drink; by .PEA. on Flickr.

being in love has made me a shit writer.

topographe:

the lepidopterist

eidole:

I can’t find a happy medium. Either I love too much, or I don’t at all.


Ma vie omg.