HOLY SHIT YOU GUYS!!! I never thought any of my poems would get more than a dozen notes at the most and my newest one got 95??? THANK YOU SO MUCH 😭💜 I’m so fucking happy y’all liked it!! More coming soon 💞
i think there’s a reason
why former love tears us apart
it’s so one day
when we find our other half
we know what it feels like
to truly be whole
it’s as simple as sitting outside and watching the snow fall
hot chocolate in hand, head on his shoulder
and finally, in a world that’s always been so cold to us, we feel warm
“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.”
— Maya Angelou
Yrsa Daley-Ward, from bone; “waiting for the check to clear”
there’s something so incredibly soft about the phrase “this made me think of you.” or, “this reminded me of you.” like!!!! being known is scary but then people see fragments of you in the world around them and can’t help but share that love and i think that’s beautiful.
can we just snuggle for a long while? take it in turns to have your arm around the other? maybe have a film or music on in the background?
just us two, just snuggling
boyfriends sitting down under a tree holding hands and thinking about each other
love is that first bite of a chocolate covered strawberry
love is seeing a fresh bouquet of roses on a day where everything else seems so grey
love is that feeling when you wake up in the morning, and your bed is just too comfortable to get out of
love is chicken noodle soup when you feel sick
love is their hands giving you the warm bowl, and their voice telling you not to burn your tongue
love is the laughter you share when it happens anyway…
love is feeling like nothing else matters when you’re together
I just want to get high together and cuddle. Is that too much to ask for?
Aesthetics and writings of a sad gay. He/him, call me Z. Occasionally NSFW, MDNI. Newest piece is always pinned at the top 💜
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