caress my deepest soul-wounds with your gentle gaze, my love
look upon my heart and see, though damaged, it is yours
listen to my words and hear yourself in every line
press to mine your body; feel your rhythm in my chest
~mj
i have wanted this since i was but a child, conjugating verbs and dreaming of dancing through the streets, through the nights yet here i am, wanting to destroy it all for it is worthless without you.
by now, someone must have told you that love is not a person and they were right love is many people as many people as you can fit in your heart, actually. love is every person you’ve smiled at, even
i used to sit on this platform at 3 in the morning when i couldn't sleep. i taught myself how to play guitar here. there was something so enticing about the danger, being so high in the air- something