Nothing Quite Freeing Then Being Released From The Shackles Of A Crush
nothing quite freeing then being released from the shackles of a crush
-
smol-chocolate liked this · 5 months ago -
outhaway liked this · 5 months ago -
georgebleach liked this · 5 months ago -
ponyb0ycurtis liked this · 5 months ago -
burnoktober reblogged this · 5 months ago -
rogu3-chef liked this · 5 months ago -
minavocado liked this · 6 months ago -
232309 reblogged this · 6 months ago -
affinity-xx liked this · 6 months ago -
quietlittlevoices reblogged this · 6 months ago -
mostlycaffein liked this · 6 months ago -
sircheesecxke liked this · 6 months ago -
thecleardark liked this · 6 months ago -
randomneko65 liked this · 6 months ago -
zhrmlna liked this · 6 months ago -
papas-vilaine-fille reblogged this · 6 months ago -
papas-vilaine-fille liked this · 6 months ago
-
doan-by-design liked this · 6 months ago -
i-am-my-own-angel liked this · 6 months ago -
taskforcebaby liked this · 6 months ago -
pepivaldes liked this · 6 months ago -
kimijo liked this · 6 months ago -
allabout-kevin reblogged this · 6 months ago -
allabout-kevin liked this · 6 months ago
-
bunyasha liked this · 6 months ago -
xdxtt liked this · 6 months ago -
unbiased-in-haze liked this · 6 months ago -
zimifex liked this · 6 months ago -
seeanemonensaureiter liked this · 6 months ago
More Posts from Colouredyoublu
back to becoming strangers. back to a beginning where no love was formed. back to just pretending.
“home isn’t the same without you. my heart coils with anxiousness, drenched in fear of what i’ll become. why’d you leave me here, a mess, distraught … all alone with my thoughts?”
“afraid to face you … intentionally hurt you, to protect myself …”
cant seem to distinguish between wanting and needing you
you said you loved me. you said you cared. you said that i was the one you could see the end with but somehow you’ve left me with only feelings of loneliness and despair. i could have sworn the beginning was meant to flow with ease — to flow with unceasing love and passion … where we’re both left pleased. but instead, yet once again, i am left to tend to the matters of love without you. and when i vocalize the efforts needed to flourish our garden, you sing a song masked with conviction in hopes you will be pardoned. how can you not see? how the weight of loving you has stripped me of my peace — stripped me of my sanity.
you say you love me but your affections are shown only in hiding. where the shadow is casted and the isolation of darkness is soon arriving. how can you claim to love when you have left me with the burden of loving you in loneliness. what a sap i have been. i suppose your words were merely just that, words. but my heart has been too stubborn and my mind is no fool. i am at war with myself, a foolish foolish duel.
how could i not see? that your inactions are the action itself. that in truth, you never loved me nor will you ever do … because i could have sworn that the beginning was meant to be serene but your actions simply put, are cruel.