poemswords:

“But I must admit I miss you quite terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby. I go to bed early and rise late and feel as if I have hardly slept.”

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Visit me in my dreams. So you can tell me what form your soul takes when it leaves your body. That way, it’ll be easier for me to find you — in another world or another time. I’ll be staring at the stars like you told me to, waiting patiently for any sign of you, my lighthouse.

I love you forever, Marnix.

I’m not a survivor, I’m a victim.
A survivor finds the will to live again.
I am trying to find reasons
to stop what is left of me from flowing out of my wrists.
118 00 000 seconds and I can barely find the will to breathe.

Grieving for someone who is alive is bad and enough.

Imagine grieving for someone who’s never coming back.

I wanted him.

I really wanted him.

But you don’t know what you don’t know so I wasn’t missing out.

Sorry to my unknown lover. - @seluleko