you are worth every second

i will never tell you to stop because you deserve this dance beneath the stars, with the moon casting light on your slender figure and the waves lapping at your feet.

i will never tell you to wait because you are called to run further than i can ever imagine, to the well where the sun rests in gleaming pools and the water cascades into the rocky light.


and when you come back for me after five, ten, fifteen years, i'll be here waiting.

we will sit down for tea and you will ask me how i have been.

and i will say that i have never been better.

and you will do that smile again, and we will laugh and remember the old days and pretend that we could go back in time. but we can't, and we won't, and all we have now are memories of things long dead and buried.

we will visit our old graves and point to the fields where we lay in long ago with hands intertwined and heads tilted towards the sun.

we will do this, just you and me, and we will be happy.


then you will take off again into the unknown. too soon, too fast for me to say i loved, love, and will always love

you.

//

i hope you all enjoyed reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it!

have a beautiful weekend, everyone.

sending so much love from over here *hugs* ♥

to credit the bloggers for the idea to this piece will take exceptionally long because everyone i've been reading has been so inspiring of late ♥♥ this is the result of reading all of y'all blogs and going "ugh, my heart" every.single.time. but i want to give an special mention to ADDY for her three little pigs post because that has been the main inspiration for this. ♥ (okay this is really ramble-y now, i'll stop *grins*).

b • r • e • a • t • h • e

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breathe.

eat some ice cream.

look up and count the clouds.

breathe.

close your eyes against the sun.

see the black swimming against your eyelids before--

breathe.

it's funny how quiet things are in your mind.

the world, there's too much.

breathe.

noise.

it's too harsh and bright. not now.

breathe.

ouch. your legs have gone numb.
how long have you been here?

breathe.

if you stopped moving long enough

will the world stop?

breathe?

(yes, breathe.

don't stop; that's good.)

breathe.

the word breathe sounds funny here.

it sounds light and passing and trivial.

breathe.

it doesn't sound like it will last.

not forever, anyways.

breathe.

how long will yours last?

long enough to make more people smile, you hope.

breathe.

you feel the sun warming the grass.

it's time to wake up.

//

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to be honest, i don't even know what i just wrote.

just some random thoughts and feelings floating around in me that i had to write down.

i just had to pen it down even if it doesn't just quite make sense, you know that feel? ツ

comment your thoughts on this piece below, pretty please? :) ♥

i really, really want to hear what you think of it!

♥♥♥

it's a long wait for those you love

he smells of home

and of sea spray and salt,
and of wood and pain and empty rum bottles

but mostly
just home

he said he would be back

"before you forget me"
he teased

(i could never forget a part of me)

he jumped out and swam back
to hug me again
so i could breathe him in
and remember


it has been a while
a long, long while
since i waved goodbye from the docks

but that's okay
i'm still waiting for my home to return

//

above pictures were taken by le moi in Lake District, this gorgeous place in UK.
(isn't it beautiful though??)

p.s.: also, i have been reading lots of pirate and captain hook-like stories lately, hence the source of inspiration for this post *grins* thanks for reading, you lovely people ♥♥