Alone, in a crowded room.

Shouting, but no one hears.

And it seemed just yesterday we were joking around in school.

Trying to not fail our exams.

Training hard for why we hardly knew.

Yet today we are looking back.

Knowing things are so different,

Already driving, drinking,

Wondering just what tomorrow will bring.

Wondering if we will ever feel so infinite ever again.

And the flower that grows amongst life will never be as beautiful as one that grows out of desolation.

The day the dog smiled at me,

I forgot what it means to be strangers

I forgot what it meant to be distrustful

I forgot what it was like to be angry


I only remembered

To smile.

And everything you touch

You set aflame.

For this worm you allow

Always finds a way.

coffee-notes:

'The to-not do list' from the book, I Wrote This For You

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'The to-not do list' from the book, I Wrote This For You

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“When a life is over,
the one you were living for,
where do you go?”

—   Anne Sexton, from Killing The Love (via violentwavesofemotion)

“Don’t bother apologizing if you’re just going to continue doing the things you said sorry for.”

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“A flower does not think of competing to the flower next to it. It just blooms.”

—   

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Everything you love is here

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“But remember, you can’t fix
everything in the world for everybody.”

—   Mary Oliver, from Dog Songs (via violentwavesofemotion)

“I fucked up. I did not fuck off. I did not leave; I am still here.”

—   Bette Porter, from The L Word (via violentwavesofemotion)