Maybe Love Is Not Chasing And Begging For You, Maybe It Is A Quiet Afternoon Nap, No Text To Be Anxious

“I am learning to love the sound of my feet walking away from things not meant for me.”

— Unknown

lulling waters

"i’d undress your mind first"

by Astrum.

i wouldn’t rush you.

i’d start slow —

trace the curve of your thoughts

long before i ever touched your skin.

i’d ask how you sleep when it rains,

what keeps you awake when it’s silent,

and where you ache when no one’s looking.

i’d want to know

the shape of your sigh,

the weight of your dreams,

the taste of your laugh

in the dark.

when you’d trust me enough,

i’d kiss your scars with my words,

bite your insecurities softly

between conversations,

and hold your secrets

like they were silk on my tongue.

and maybe,

if your eyes begged for it,

i’d undress you slow too.

but i promise —

your mind would be bare

long before your body ever was.

"When a man loves like wildfire" By Astrum

i do not love like petals and poetry, i love like wildfires and earthquakes— the kind of love that cracks your ribs just to make room for my name. i am not soft, i am raw. when i touch you, i mean to carve my presence into the marrow of your bones, so even if the stars forget our names, your body remembers mine. i don’t promise forever — i promise depth. the kind of depth where you drown willingly, smiling as my chaos becomes your oxygen. come close, closer— until you realize you were never made for shallow touches. you were crafted for a love that leaves fingerprints on your soul. and baby, i have never known how to touch without leaving marks. — i love like wildfire. and you were born to burn.

It was kind of a dick move to create animals that require air, then confine them to the freaking ocean

"To feel intensely and with compassion is not a sign of weakness, but the living proof of humanness." - Astrum

"The heart that truly loves never forgets."

Astrum

Joy Sullivan, from “These Days People Are Really Selling Me On California”, Instructions for Traveling West

♥️.

The silence is unbearable.

No words are spoken but everything else is so loud.