fee fi fo fumfalling in love with you was like falling into a manhole where everything is dark and dubious and you can barely see your own hands, even when you place them six inches from your face.fee fi fo fum
falling into step beside you was clockwork; a routine that never really did quite feel the same because i looked forward to it every step of the way.
falling out of love with you was easy.
trampoline(here are a series of things that did not happen)trampoline
1. That time in the park at 8.17 am, when the light scattered just so, and made every thing it touched frothy and free. It made us beautiful the way beauty never could be.
3. I wanted to walk this way, and you wanted to walk that way, so we decided that we weren't meant for each other.
5. We were talking about cats, and sand, and freckly skin. Not that our garbled conversation made any sense in the slightest, but that was perfectly fine. It was a lazy afternoon and conversations about life and death and the reason for our existence, we l
imaginary instancesi. where we dwell under aurorasimaginary instances
that spell out names and stars
and magic that fly into our pockets
and stay there until we need it.
ii. sometimes i think that if the circumstances
were to our advantage, we would rule the world
without a hair out of place; i would be yours,
and you would be mine.
iii. we could be indestructible.
besides, where else can you
find two beings so perfectly
incompatible?
hypothetical dreamsi. i sometimes wish you had the decencyhypothetical dreams
to call and ask me how i am,
how i've been,
even if it's only reason for you to talk about yourself. i would rather hear your voice than not at all.
ii. you tell me to dream big and hope little,
to fight for what i truly want. you tell me the sky is blue because blue is your favourite colour
and you rule the world,
not because of the way the air molecules
scatter light from the sun.
you tell me cats can breathe underwater,
that ice melts into sunbeams,
that you love me.
i never k
Mugs&Cups&The Big Fat O Levels
Angsty
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Its how you're so easy to fall in like with.
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My devname rhymes with merry.
"Poetry should surprise by a fine excess ... should strike the Reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance."-John Keats
Want my stock? ~flaerystock
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Vegetarians taste better!
"Nothing is less real than realism. Details are confusing. It is only by selection, by elimination, by emphasis that we get at the real meaning of things." -Georgia O'Keeffe
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Its how you're so easy to fall in like with.
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Its how you're so easy to fall in like with.
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Its how you're so easy to fall in like with.
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