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anemonetears-blog · 6 years
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“The blizzard howls; the candle burns dimly; the heart contracts and aches;”
— Alexander Pushkin, from The Bronze Horseman: Poems; “King of Hearts,”
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anemonetears-blog · 6 years
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There is
no safe place
for pretty things
in our world.
-gazergirl
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anemonetears-blog · 6 years
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Pride
One thing you truly never knew about me. I had always hated it when you called me a princess. I am a warrior that will always fight her way in. Now I’m fighting my way out from you. Here I am on my way without “my knight” fighting for myself. Know that not everyone needs someone most of the time. I’ll be reaching the top on my own so I’ll see you when I prove myself as I rise for my victory and held my head high with pride.
- H.S.
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anemonetears-blog · 6 years
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When I had a call with you. I remember. I remember that I used to talk most of time as I listen to your breath. I try to get your attention by asking you if you listened to what I said. Are my conversations boring? When I asked, why are you silent again? Speak up. You believe you have no idea what to say but you actually do know what to say. You have your own voice so interact with me and talk. Move those lips as you raise your voice just to let me hear the symphonies of your voice.
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anemonetears-blog · 6 years
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This candlestick in my mouth
Burns slowly like a farred barrage
To what may I owe such a visage?
A desire for more consumes me
Until I find myself sick and sore
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anemonetears-blog · 6 years
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“sometimes people pretend you’re a bad person so they don’t feel guilty about the things they did to you”
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anemonetears-blog · 6 years
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“Was it love, or was it just mere loneliness? Did you really care or were you just curious? Did we really need each other, or were we just trying to find some comfort in a different pair of arms?”
— Lukas W. // What was it?
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anemonetears-blog · 6 years
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“I break promises like they mean nothing, and speak of love like it is the last thing I care. But we both know that I care. That I do not mean every horrible word said. We both know that I am just a terrified child, trying to be a terrifying monster.”
— Lukas W. // Terrifying monster
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anemonetears-blog · 6 years
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“Have faith,” you told me,
“Have faith in the one who loves you most.”
And my dearest, I did.
For the longest time I believed and believed,
Hanging upon your words,
Taking your honeyed lies into myself,
And celebrating them, cherishing them,
Like the promises I believed they were.
When really, they weren’t.
You must’ve looked at me,
And thought me a fool,
To believe in you, and trust in you,
So easily, so naively.
I wonder, were you surprised?
That I ate up your lies and deceptions,
None the wiser, completely unaware?
Or did you know that I would believe,
That I would trust, and give you my faith,
My love, my heart and soul?
You must’ve known,
Because you did this to all the others,
To all the ones who came before me,
And you knew that they believed too.
That they also trusted you,
And also gave to you, their very souls.
So I cry out and lament,
For all the ones who came before me,
And were fooled by you too.
For all the lies I’ve heard from you,
For the broken glass you’ve left in my heart.
As I stare up at this blank ceiling,
Not dreaming, not wishing,
But just thinking of you,
Damn you, my love.
-A
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anemonetears-blog · 6 years
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I’ll smile in my own world, thinking of old happy memories as I lock myself up with sadness. Retrieving emotions, retrieving words, retrieving my times with you.
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anemonetears-blog · 6 years
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“I believe in worlds of you,” he said to a piece of photograph with a sad smile on his face, “But the fact that I can only look and talk to your picture instead of you in person,” He paused and pressed the photograph against his chest, “It tells me that none of your world believes in me. That you don’t need me at all.”
Lukas W. // Forgotten Words #201 // I don’t exist in your world  (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)
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anemonetears-blog · 6 years
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Wrap me in your fantasies take me from this reality guiding me to your lost world leading me to an alternate verse to be something other to feel something different because I need this as much as you do I hold onto the edge for this for a moment or even two to forget and pretend to close my eyes and live a lie as I transcend my own truth swept away by lulling currents I am transported to an addictive place where fulfilled dreams are present in plentiful coin and my hands are steeped in their glittering gold.
Dreamscape (via endlesswordsonapage)
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anemonetears-blog · 6 years
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Before you go, be sure to look into my eyes once more. Look into them and take my soul with you when you leave. Take all of my longing and love. Take all of my life. Before you go, be sure to take me with you.
Lukas W. // Before you go, take me with you (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)
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anemonetears-blog · 6 years
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“I am an ocean of love,” she states. “And I was always afraid to swim,” he tells her, “But after you, I want to drown.” He reaches out to hold her hand, “Drown me in you.”
Lukas W. // Forgotten Words #193 // Drown me (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)
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anemonetears-blog · 7 years
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How to be who we are? – Lukas W.
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anemonetears-blog · 7 years
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Everyone I know, knows me only by the surface. They dare not go in depth, they dare not study the structure of my chaos heart. They only see me as a painting on the wall, with their own ideas of me, with their own definitions of me, without ever trying to listen what I have to say, without ever trying to understand what I am trying to portray.
Lukas W. // The painting (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)
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anemonetears-blog · 7 years
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Days passing away, months changing and this is a brand new year but those memories, they are always there reminding me that you are gone and will never be back and I have to keep living like this, being lifeless and empty.
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