M O O D +

growth

a mind possible of thinking about anything a body fit to run around all day through the fields a age where you feel free to wonder and i’m here reminiscing about yesterday the mind focused on the work the body of a child is all grown up the age where you want to be rebellious and i’m here thinking about today not sure about what to do not sure if you’ll achieve your goals not sure if you’re free to wonder and i’m here wondering about tomorrow ~c.e

warmth

it’s now 3:30 am and i cannot stop thinking. i’ve been thinking about you, me, and us. i’ve thought about the bad times. arguments, our break, and scaring moments where i felt like i was losing you for good. but i’ve also started to think about the good times that knock out the bad. like cuddling in your warmth as the sun goes down, feeling how soft your lips are as they touch mine, and simply hearing your sweet voice. here alone in my bed desperately craving all of it. all of you. wishing right now to have your arms and warmth surrounding me. all i want is you. nothing else but you.

keep me - khalid

singing our favorite songs but the funny this is every time we did you'd always get the words wrong. and i was your biggest fan, you should never forget it. i bet you no man doesn't love you like i did. doesn't love you lioe i did. does he love you like i did? no, no, no.

“And like the moon, we must go through phases of emptiness to feel full again.”

— Excerpt #148   (via loveage-moondream)

mel·an·chol·yˈ

melənˌkälē/

noun

1.a feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause."an air of melancholy surrounded him"

no offense but i love u