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If I shed the weight
If I lightened my skin
If I just ‘fixed’ my face
Would it make a difference
Would I mean more ?
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I willl never be the first choice
Not now - not ever
Even after months of separation ,still my company isn’t appreciated
It’s always others or OT first
Not one night not one morning for me first
My worth holds nothing
And yet
I stay
Because where do second choices run to in this world ?
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Perhaps in her
You saw a galaxy
But don’t you know ?
There’s no oxygen in outer space
You breathe in dust around me
The mundane task of daily existence on earth
Ordinary, boring, often forgotten
Alas, undeserving of galaxy’s and co
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First choice
The best
Good enough
What does it mean
What does it feel like
A dream perhaps ?
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And how does it feel
To be truly loved
From your core
And to be someone’s first choice
Oh, imagine the feeling
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Oh to receive a random bunch of flowers , but am I worthy ? It seems not
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My vessel would ache without your love.
Oh how do I carry on without your sly grin your stubborn ‘hold me’ and your essence on me.
No I don’t dare to be apart from you again
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May the sun not burn your skin. May the rain not make you cold. May stones stay away from your feet. Go like water, and come back like water
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