Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero tal vez la quiero.
Es tan corto el amor y tan largo el olvido.
Porque en noches como ésta la tuve entre mis brazos,
mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido.
Aunque éste sea el último dolor que ella me causa,
y éstos sean los últimos versos que yo le escriba.
wearing his skin and I miss
him, I miss him.
anne, if time was measured on your body, I loved you between your wrist and the middle of your palm. Life’s gone on but you still have the same eyes, you still have the same smile.
"He wants to go home."
she kisses me, hard.
she asks me what this is.
she asks me what we are.
she says she doesn’t believe in fairy tales.
she doesn’t believe in happy endings.
i tell her we are mythology.
we are titans. we are goddesses.
i am a siren and she listened to her music too loudly.
we are looking for each other in the underworld.
we are holy. we are beautiful.
i tell her i am atlas.
she says when she closes her eyes, she can already see my spine shattering.
i tell her she is aphrodite.
she says she’s out of place among seafoam. she says she never cared for botticelli anyways.
i tell her i stole her away with siren song.
she says she is smart enough to lash herself to the mast. she says she is not odysseus. she says she is just trying to make her way home.
i tell her that for her, i would cross the river styx.
she says i would never be to find her. she says she can’t even find herself somedays. she says i would try to be a martyr. spinning wheels. rolling boulders. leaky buckets. hunger. thirst. she says it would be easier to just die for her.
i tell her i love her like pyramus loved thisbe.
i tell her i love her like tithonus loved aurora.
she does not make excuses.
she does not tell me that our tale ends in tragedy.
she kisses me, hard.
Frank Ocean | I Miss You
you’re the only image in my mind .. #goodnight
No se como explicarte que cuando me miras me Llevas lejos de este mundo…
cuando me besas me robas el aire…
Que cada vez que me tomas en tus brazos siento que no hay ningún rincón en la faz de la tierra en el que caigo tan perfectamente…
Lindbergh City Center, a transit oriented development in the Buckhead area of Atlanta. There’s a MARTA station in the middle and a darn good coffee place called Sip.
Low clouds at sunrise in Atlanta
you’re probably going to dance with another girl who will taste like fresh picked strawberries and smell like flowers blossom in her hair
and you’re probably going to choke down 5 shots of straight vodka and get the thought of me out of your head and focus on the girl dancing with you who wants to be your apple pie but you can’t see the diamonds in her eyes because you’re staring at the ones hanging around her neck and you can’t feel her pull you in closer because she’s reaching farther behind your head of dark hair and tapping shoulders of random guys she’s never even met
and when this happens I hope you run to the dingy bathroom and splash your face with dirty water and vomit up the words you never said because while you’re out drowning your heart in things I shouldn’t care about I’m here looking at the moon whispering how much I fucking love you
and if you take her home I swear to God the moonlight will keep you awake no matter what time it is and you’ll watch it shine across your bedroom floor where we danced and laughed and I almost told you that you are my night sky
and I hope the light catches your attention more than the sight of her would and I hope when you wake up all your remember is that roses are my favourite scented flower and you can’t escape the light of the moon
I’m in the kind of mood where reading this made me cry.
"What do you miss most about Brazil?"
"I’m not sure how to say in English. Can I email you?"
"In Brazil. My people. Money or no money. Still happy."
you with no subtext. No guilt,
no anger, no expectation
that you’ll fix it. I don’t want
you to feel bad or to tell
me it will get better. This
is where we are meant to be
right now – me apart from you,
my hands a little empty and
my heart a little sad.
I just miss you.
I wanted you to know.