“Maybe we will be separated physically, but you will still be with me in my heart. I’m not letting you go,” he said.
This was one of those moments that almost never happens. The kind you scoff at in movies, because the actuality of a man, looking at the reflection of the tears streaming from your eyes and saying such a thing, is so far from reality its laughable.
Except my life was always far from reality, and the Nicholas Sparks story of my livelihood continued to write itself.
So I just let the faucet of my eyes drip dry, and pressed my lips against my future.
-b
My boyfriend just sent me this.
I am forever grateful to have such a person in my life.
bradmichelson:
March 12, 1965 - May 24, 2009
This is the last photo we ever took together. I still think about you every day and wonder what you would think about the person I’ve grown to be in the few short years you’ve been gone. I wish you could be there at my graduation this summer. I wish I could see your face when I get my degree. I wish I could hear you tell me how proud you are of me.
I miss you, mom.
I love you brad!
Everyday I wonder what I am going home to. If there is anything to go home to? It all seems like nothing now.
7 weeks.
00uija:
when I’m deafened by anger, you’re the song I remember.
(via imwideawakeitsmornin)
“Promise me you will wait.”
Our bodies were frozen into the paralyzing state that comes after the most intense affairs of physical affection.
“I’m going to work the hardest I can,” he said.
My hands found a place inside the webbing of his and my palms collapsed into the glue of his sweat where I found a home.
I let each drop of his sentence erase my festering doubt before it could reach the electricity of my mind and I set sail to the place that comes right before a dream.
-b
I am living in the cocoon
of a cradle. The tin can
at the end of the string
to your heart.
Time passes to my looming
demise and I stay still
with the sand in a books
telling spine.
I exhale you, I inhale us.
A world tossed down the alley
towards a tough crowd of pins and I watch the spin.
away we go.
-b
I only support dog memes.
I ran across the globe to find myself and instead three beautiful people found me. I feel so lucky. I feel so happy.
To taste inspiration from the words of love, and friendship and family all in one gulp is a fortune to behold.
How funny it is
to be without a word of
disdain rolling off my tongue.
To free of the bitter taste
that was to in be in love.
To awake, drunk from
the beauty of your radiance,
as I am a noodle in your presence
and in your thought.
-b
tylerknott:
Typewriter Series #43 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Hope
can be
found in
the smallest
and most unassuming
places
if you only
remember
to hang on
tightest
when you
want to
let go
the very
most.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
