February 2011
Somewhere, Someone
tylerknott:
Somewhere someone thinks they love someone else exactly like I love you. Somewhere someone shakes from the ripple of a thousand butterflies inside a single stomach. Somewhere someone is packing their bags to see the world with someone else. Somewhere someone is reaching through the most terrifying few feet of space to hold the hand of someone else. Somewhere someone is watching...
January 2011
lovebot:
“When we’re incomplete, we’re always searching for somebody to complete us. When, after a few years or a few months of a relationship, we find that we’re still unfulfilled, we blame our partners and take up with somebody more promising. This can go on and on—series polygamy—until we admit that while a partner can add sweet dimensions to our lives, we, each of us, are responsible for our...
“When I’m around you
the beating of my heart is
louder than my voice.”
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
wakingmoments:
I bear an innumerable amount of invisible scars but yet I have the audacity to ask someone to love me like I’m perfect. I won’t stop making requests in hopes that one woman one day will say yes. This is just what I do. This is just who I am. I am nothing more than a man who loves despite a hole in my chest. I don’t need a heart to love. I know because mine has been broken...
sincesheleft:
I think about you immediately upon waking every morning. My mind skims over those short few days, when your hand found mine as easily as breathing, and my head seemed to fit perfectly into the crook of your neck. I miss the person you were in the summer, but not who you’ve become. Your warm heart has turned to stone. And I can go about the rest of my day without having you cross my...
All Things
tylerknott:
You are all things and in all things I find you. I see you in the ruffled sheets still painted with the silhouette of morning; I see you in the tea that stains the water that fills this cup. I hear you, your shuffled laughter as the sound of a page turning in every book I read. The sound of my own breath echoing in my own ears before sleep and it’s you whispering between the exhales....
“Someday, somewhere, somehow, me and you.”
– Joshua D. Richardson (via kari-shma)
“You’re going to leave me, aren’t you? …you’ve had enough of me, haven’t you?...”
– Prozac Nation by Elizabeth Wurtzel (via lethalmutation)
PHM
dearoldlove:
Please hold me.
“I am so in love
with all the tiny details
that make you, my You.”
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
