This summer you are in for a wild ride and there will be some storms but, then a rainbow will come to light the way and good fortune may come your way, all you have to do is believe and think positive. If you are up for an adventure, then you are in for a wild one.…
It never mattered to me what was right or what was wrong because around the clock of the days I only thought about you, hey it's me again, I hope you are listening to my thoughts and want to meet up in person, because I know the distance between has been hard but it should not matter what is in front that is stopping the way of us being us it should just be the words that are written in the story at least that is what I told myself, once I started the chapter of me + plus you, so don't push me out, just write with me the same stories of every chapter.…
The two parts of me that come out of the wash can you see the scars from the words behind all of the butterflies of me without looking into the mirror of me so just call me out and welcome me inside of your head without wanting me to lie on top of you without any words to say to you that is on my mind even though it may seem like a picture-perfect storyline of words in ink or just typing out the story.…
The close-minded truth I thought I could keep secret between you and me and by that I mean between the pages and me but I guess nothing ever stays kept secret for long because once you open up the pages you begin to expose the truth behind the words and even though no one has read of such words I have written and by that I mean of the people in my own life besides the people who read the books of me living inside of the closed spaces of my own mind.…
Better to be ink on the paper that way you can control the thoughts that come up and without needing an explanationbecause it already comes out in your head where if only I could write the ink that is on my mind.…
A stone that could turn the corners from the petals of me where I am searching through the dessert to the dreams that I want to become real but has taken over the chance where the cards have yet turned over the face but I know that I will see through the mirror. But I just wish I could find the one of me that wants to see the fate in her hands but never knows what to do behind the scenes where everything seems to be going in slow motion but without any interphase makes want to walk through the midnight before the time sets a place and the stone turns over into a rose even though I wish it could stay a flower.…
It all started with a wish list but that was before it all became a dream one with a beginning and one with an ending so how would you say did they story start well that is where the 16 wishes come in and that is what changed the lens through the looking glass of both dreams and reality but we have yet to see both come true but that is what the 16 wishes will do, right, at least that was the intention, before the glass fell apart.…
I came in to connect to your signal because I must have lost the connection to the Wi-Fiand I never wanted to fight or to make waves between us in real life and for me I only signed up for reality not just a dream that speaks to me in letters or the allusion of waves in the storylines.…
There's something in the way you move that makes my heart come into you like I cannot resist the urge to love more than words ever could but painting a picture in my mind never seems enough to count the hours at a time but seeing it all come together like one big picture of black and white with color makes me wonder have we been living in color?…
chasing after the august of where I was supposed to meet you but it all feels like a chapter or two too long because I feel like the hours of us are being cut short and when is it ever going to be the right time to meet? I think we are both getting sick and tired of waiting and we both want it to happen sooner or later and if it doesn't I am scared you are going to pull away and yes it may not happen exactly as we thought it would but isn't that the reason we were chasing after august in our thoughts in the first place? Or is it still the same girl you left in pieces that fell for you that way? Before the time before that we became something after just a conversation we had at midnight where two stars became more than just eight letters of three syllables of I love you but I also like you more than anything even though seeing you seems to be twisting the words off my tongue every second of the day but at least we have midnight but before the time before that we became something more than just a dreamlike fairytale or so I hoped I guess it will just take the slip of the tongue and the language of the unwritten stories to spill all the truth or dares, so pick your words out carefully because things are about to get messy?…
But, either wayThrough the punch lineI would break downAny roadblock if it meant to turn any corners And cut loose the brakes so that I would be on the road past the stop signs whether green light and go I would not stop until I would get to see you again but, either way, I won't lose the memory that happened this way.…
The chapters that have not ended But only just begun to be written But no exact date of when the finished product Will be and I guess that is what is to come of this unreleased story Where some chapters may have ended but some are not yet finished.…
The undoing of every thought in between One that was masking each part of me Coming from the other side of life Past the point of the undoing of my thoughtsBut looking back they were only the beginning of the undoing of my thoughts.…
When the sun comes up I almost have amnesia from all the dreams I had last night I thought I could bookmark the page of the last chapter of the book I read but come to think of it I lost my place while I fell asleep dreaming of different thoughts in my head but I like to think I still remember the bits and pieces before I lost my train of thought in that chapter but sometimes if I don't write it down I forget the dream the next day almost like the chapter never happened and I was dreaming the whole thing quite ironic considering these words of mine all stemmed from a dream I got lost in last night and when the sun comes up I will have forgotten but I hoped that I would remember again every detail before I went to bed and if not then I guess the night will rise in the fall because I just lost the pages of the story that dreamt it all if only when the sun comes up I could remember what I lost again will have to see if only I could dream of the words within reach and make them come to life so that when the sun comes up the missing pieces of that last chapter become a storybook.…
My lavender blue How sweet of you to stay By me in my dreams As the flower of you Lifts every heart within reach of me.…
don't chase, the weather as soon as the sun comes out, just enjoy the downpour while the rain lasts before the sun dies and the night sets in for midnight but don't wait until the last call because then you will see the fall and the philosophy of the night is: don't chase, attract. what is yours will find you. - Unknown…
Chasing after you, like the current is moving faster than the hands I could use to catch you,and stop you from drifting away from me into the depth of the sea, where you should be with me and not losing the grip of the palm of my hands,where pulling me into you,keeps me from leaving you astray but only seeing how far the love is willing to go,to love me more than what I am chasing besides you are, the one I am chasing in the waves of the night.…
The reblog comes as a post where people can share their story and not have to form an explanation but instead just writes down everything they feel even if there is no way to form the words they still manage to write the words to the stories that come off as a letter to someone they have not seen in a short while but only just got the cards that show their answers in a blink of an eye but in a matter of speaking terms can leave you dancing with your eyes closed.…
I thought love was a different picture in my head than the one I made up in real life but that does not that I love you any less because I do love you more than words can speak more than you may care to admit to me back but just know that I will always love you back even if I may have thought love was supposed to be poetry of roses but in real life it has another flip side of the card than the deck of hearts that may be like a stream of consciousness so just start with me again and over again it will be a new love story that I thought love was supposed to be just like poetry of roses and thorns than the love I thought I was supposed to know.…
The stars crossed and I caught the picture in space right when the planet was starting to drift away and we became the hands of the moon in the constellations of the sky and the only stars in the dark of the night was you and me even if we are still trying to cross the line.…