i grew roots into the ground, & they tangled & untangled, winding around themselves & my ankles. i could probably never tell you how long i stood planted on the earth waiting for something. it’s so vague when i say it now, & i throw back my head, & i laugh till i cry because i remember just how much i wanted what i didn’t know. it’s so easy to wish to be free, & all i wish now is that it was as easy to live free. 

so there it was- falling like rain drops on her salty skin, & washing her away. the boards of the docks wobbled & groaned as she tiptoed across them, & her sun dress danced around her ankles in the warm summer breeze. she crouched down & swung her legs over the ocean, tossing her anchors into the sea. sometimes she could still feel his hand in hers, but now that he was gone, all she could do was keep on tossing anchors.

kelly;

hootingnights:

Kerosene sets me ablaze, I am infinite, I am forever, I am burning.

Extermination of all the doubts I have been breeding, they are all burning.

Letting go of all the strife and all the deals I have plundered and blundered, they all fall to the flames.

Love letters and journals I keep under my wing, they mean to much to fall to the matches.

Yet in the end, an inferno is catching, fire is catching, I am in ashes and ashes and the smoke is too much, I can’t breathe.

i always find myself waiting in coffee shops on the off chance that maybe you’ll see me through the window & remember what we had. you would say hello. i would offer you a seat. you would kindly join me. we would fall in love. i’m getting ahead of myself. i go where you go. imagine if i were to wake up & know that you are far away. that i have no chance of seeing you. no chance. no way. now, imagine if i were to wake up & know that i might see you. might. i’d take the second out of the two. you would tell me i’m crazy. i would think, for you. i would smile. you would smile. we would fall in love. i’m getting ahead of myself. why is it that i always get ahead of myself? i go where you go in hopes that you’ll be there. in hopes that you’ll remember.   

it’s not like we didn’t try to build up castles instead of tearing them down, but you were water & i was sand, & it was just something that couldn’t be helped. i said i loved you, but i was trapped inside an hour glass, & i was falling, grain by grain. i liked to pretend that i was time, & you saw yourself as destruction, so i shouldn’t have been surprised when you washed over my future & my present, & you left me with my past.