Typewriter Poetry #413 by James Andrew Crosby

Typewriter Poetry #413 by James Andrew Crosby

Saturday Apr 4 @ 11:25am
I tried to love you with all I had, with all my soul.
You were my first thought and my last.
I always texted you back immediately, although I didn’t want to respond to other people.
I even flirted a bit sometimes.
I let you watch my favorite shows and shared my favorite songs.
You actually made a playlist.
I told you my darkest thoughts in our 2 a.m talks.
I tried to be everything you need.
I tried to love you.
I tried so hard.
S.M.S (via w3lcom3tomylife)

stupidly relevant

Saturday Apr 4 @ 11:22am
I tried to love you with all I had, with all my soul.
You were my first thought and my last.
I always texted you back immediately, although I didn’t want to respond to other people.
I even flirted a bit sometimes.
I let you watch my favorite shows and shared my favorite songs.
You actually made a playlist.
I told you my darkest thoughts in our 2 a.m talks.
I tried to be everything you need.
I tried to love you.
I tried so hard.
S.M.S (via w3lcom3tomylife) Saturday Apr 4 @ 11:22am
Saturday Apr 4 @ 11:21am
I think a lot of our strange behavior – whether around men we used to date or are currently dating – can be attributed to overthinking things. Certainly, that’s the case for me. I am constantly worrying that I may say or do the wrong thing, and jeopardise a fledgling relationship. And if the relationship ends, I worry that I’m moving on too slowly, whatever that means. All this fretting makes for a very exhausting existence. Over time, I realise it’s pointless being hard on yourself. If a guy likes you, there’s very little you can (or cannot) do that will change his mind. And if he doesn’t, over-analysing whatever he says or does isn’t going to help your cause one bit. Oh, and if you’re trying to move on from a failed relationship, know this: there’s no set time frame for getting over someone. Everybody heals at a different rate. By channeling your energies into thinking more productive thoughts, you’re free to be yourself. Can You Be Friends With Your Ex? (via thelovewhisperer) Saturday Apr 4 @ 11:19am

I don’t know how to tell you that you touch more than my skin. That every time you ask to know something, there is a flutter in my chest. You kissed me again, and again, and again, and I love that it’s never just once. I love that you linger against my lips and when I open my eyes to catch my breath, you’re still there, watching me.

You wrap yourself around me like you might be able to hold me together. You don’t ask for much, but you offer, instead. I am waiting to give you so much, when you reach for my hand. I won’t pick and pry at your secrets, because I want you to be comfortable in the way that I have found myself losing my clothes around you; the way you like my body, it makes me want to. I like that you don’t shrug away from my (constant) touch— I hope you never do.

I am here. I like it here. I’d like to stay here.

Mikayla Oglesby, settling into more. (via ghost-eats-paper) Sunday Apr 4 @ 07:55am
me to my boyfriend

me to my boyfriend

Sunday Apr 4 @ 07:51am
realizes:

♡personal/love♡

realizes:

♡personal/love♡

Sunday Apr 4 @ 07:50am
Do not try to be pretty. You weren’t meant to be pretty; you were meant to burn down the earth and graffiti the sky. Don’t let anyone ever simplify you to just “pretty.” Things I Wish My Mother Had Taught Me | d.a.s (via backshelfpoet) Friday Mar 3 @ 10:55am
Friday Mar 3 @ 10:54am


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