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Hey everybody,
I am VERY EXCITED to announce that Poetivity now has an Instagram account! Follow me at poetivity_ (don’t forget the underscore) for beautiful reposts of many of my most-liked photos. I will also be posting edits of my poems as they come out... so make sure to follow for more updates.
I also wanted to say thank you for 20,000 followers! This account was created almost exactly 1 year ago—and I never imagined that it would come so far in 2018. Thanks to everyone who liked and reblogged my work this year.
Happy holidays, Poetivity
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haunted
i’m skipping stones across my mind tonight blurring lines between the days i look around: pictures fly by in smoky haze and i reach out to touch them one by one
i see him over me with unfocused eyes leather chairs and cold piano song we wrap together again and again i laugh and smile and try oh so hard to win him wrong
i remember when i fell apart heard people saying i should be there alone uncomfortably he stood and left my heart a cloud cut through with rain and wind
now i want iron gates and rust for time to hold me down and declare itself the victor i’m giving up light, no airy dreams or old reflections just wanting cuffs and heavy hands to teach me love
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when someone loves you, you’ll know. it will feel like all the love you lost along the way, has come back to you at once. same thing happens when you decide to love yourself.
Ekta Somera (via wnq-writers)
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the kissing booth
yes, I kissed him. yes, I don't remember the rest; it was too long ago that he broke my heart. and now that it's mended with torn ribbon, a tourniquet I start to wonder: when saturdays collide again will he remember me? behind the cups of vodka and the endless mystery I wait and listen, living lavishly inside my sweltering mind inside my rib cage inside my heart. yes, I kissed him, and when he kissed me back I drank the stars from his lips until they had all gone away.
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The night itself is riddled with her, wide with her, and alive with her.
Gabriela Mistral
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nighttime longing
last night my breath caught against the humid air and his leg grazed mine. you’d think it an apparition since such moments are hard to find in the life of a lonely girl, but I’m truthful: I know the cost of secrets kept like they were my prison for all these years, rattling the bars and stealing my last meals. but no more. he and I are in the same plane and I’m hoping for a sign or someone to set me free.
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I opened my mouth, almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have turned out differently if I had. But I didn’t.
Khaled Hosseini; The Kite Runner (via sunsetquotes)
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last in line
I'm last in line to your heart, darling, and you made it this way. I'm calling out to you, like a sailor calls out to the horizon when no land will appear to reward his aching heart, aching for that love that comes from something untouchable: you, in your infinite beauty, are untouchable, and what's worse is that she touches you as much as she likes, and you touch her. I'm last in line to your heart, darling, and it licks me with molten flame every time you look at me with empty eyes.
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To love someone is to show to them their beauty, their worth and their importance.
Jean Vanier (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
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a happier place
I'm picturing a place that's impossible; so impossible it burns my eyes and stings. I'd like to cry but I'm afraid of smudged mascara and my nose goes red when my days go wrong. in that place there's no chance that my heart will fall apart; broken by clever words not meant for me alone and promises of future loves. but I want something better; in the future I imagine there is freedom, perhaps a love, and maybe that place I dreamed about in sleepless nights.
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I choose you over everyone.
Rainbow Rowell (via quotemadness)
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