I’m tired,

of chasing,

your empty footprints,

from where you whispered  that you needed me to breath,

my sun and her shine is turning into a,

a cold lonely moon,

diminishing your touches with tears of sparkles,

until there faint water-coloured ghosts,

I’ll remain this way in the arms of twilight stings,

until your words have melted,

until your touch is no longer present in the crevices of my beryl  soaked lips,

till every piece,

every thought,

every  itchy speckle,

is erased,

off my canvas.

umustcreate:

I dedicate this poem to you
for all the times that you nearly
gave up hope and then pulled through
and you will never know I love you dearly
for I am too embarrassed to say
the smallest iota of my heartelt feelings
I think about you every single day
in all my doings and in all my dealings
and it’s enough that words in black and white
seal my love in time before I go grey
though they will fade like the day’s last light
my love for you will never go the same way.

poeticallyprofound:

You turn my caterpillars into butterflies

Aww my work are soo lovely they sent me a get well soon card today along with a card with £50 pound to spend in top shop ect put such a smile on my face totally unexpected I’m so warmed and grateful, will have to get them something to say thank you :-)

aurorasardonyx:

I chew on glass just to rid the taste of you that stained my mouth

artisticfreefall replied to your photo: so today i decided not to put any make up on me…

I don’t know why you hide those pretty eyes of yours…..

oh thank you for the compliment :) it’s just the way my hair falls

now iv worked this out :) here you go a picture of both me eye not hidden by hair this an old pic though well from a few week ago.