from this realm of darkness a light has been shed and i feel a new presence. i have moved on from you, and i have learned to call you friend. my heart no longer pains, the wailing and anguish has ceased. in my newly refined heart someone new has taken your place, someone greater. i feel the glorious sensation overcoming me.

i think i have some hope. i hope this spark will grow into a burning passionate flame. please don’t die.

thedustdancestoo:

the rain 
has left itself in tiny pieces
everywhere;

on leaves
and blades of grass,
on the edges of petals
along this forgotten path,

and i’m careful
not to crush them
as i move deeper
into the woods.

(Source: thedustdancestoo)

thedustdancestoo:

let me crawl inside,
deep
past the roots,
to the very core of you.

let me curl up
and fall asleep
to

the flutter of your lungs,
the trickle of your veins, and
the thunder of your heart;

so that i might
know the meaning
of a whisper, and
the rhythm of a song.

- the dust dances too

baggages

tend to be easier to carry

when they’re not coming

from the heart.

laparadoxe:

i need someone to remind me how to be a good person.

all this letterlicking and stampcollecting

is just a hollow way to say hello.

i’m sorry i’m such an awful human being,

i just don’t know what to do

and i’m selfish,

i know,

but then again so are you.

just give me time,

i’m off to the forest soon.

hopefully that will give me a chance to lick my wounds

and find new ways to forget you.

why is it that when everyone around me is smiling, i feel instead the pain?