Capricorn: When the sun sets over mountains and the houses made of glass shatter I will still see your name in the sky in neon lights. The little bugs in our home always wanted to be friends with you. They always say on the tip of your nose with gentle smiles. I never envied you, I wish I treasured you. You are so simplistic and nice. Nice. Too underrated for your own good, no? Aren’t we all. Your hands will still be remembered by those you touched. You always leave some kind of mark that they don’t want to wash off. You have that affect on people. You make them drown their thoughts and hold their breath when you walk into a room. You are an old soul, you know. Why? You just do. Because you’re you. And nothing can change that or the late nights, the slowness or the fastness in your walk doesn’t matter for the right people. They will walk for you until they have blathers on their toes. If they don’t you know what to do.
we loved with a love that was more than a love… only this and nothing more
- Edgar Allan Poe
He said “I’ll always love you, through the good and the bad”. Then the bad turned to worse and the good disappeared entirely and suddenly he didn’t love her anymore. Because it was too much for him, he was emotionally drained. He left, and with him, the last good thing in her life. But she doesn’t blame him. She’d leave too if she could.
- A prison within me. (via ifthenightcouldtalk)
