Prompt: Road Trip!

“I’m really sorry.”

“For what? There’s no shame in being who you are.”

“You don’t have to keep saving people just to prove you have a right to exist,” they said quietly.

“Well.” They floundered, ears ringing. How could someone come out and say things like that? “Not just.” They tried to joke.

Writing Prompt #177

“I guess I’m just not enough for anyone to care about.”

“Bullshit. Don’t let someone else’s asshole actions make you think any less of yourself.”

“If you get arrested, I don’t know you.”

“You’re so beautiful, I just had to wake you up so I could see the colour of your eyes.”

“Next time, warn me when you’re going to go poetry book shopping.”

❤️

“I saved the world once before, I can do it again.”

“I would’ve unzipped the galaxy, unlocked the stars, and stolen the sun if it meant getting to feel her lips on mine one more time.”

counting the steps to the door of your heart ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆

how to be a true YEARNER (jk yearn how u want)

⇴ person a watching person b trail further and further off, and person a is frozen in place. person b—though walking away—seems closer than ever through person a's gaze

⇴ being completely hyper-focused on a book, yet every page, every beautiful metaphor reminds person a of person b

⇴ you two are both lying next to each other and you feel asleep. the person next to you has to try their hardest to resist the urge to reach out and touch you. just one stroke of the cheek is all the desire—the chance to have their hands brush across your soft skin.

⇴ "i just can't do it man" "do what?" "i can't just sit in front of them and act like everything's normal. i want more, but i know that it would be wrong to have it. but i need them. i feel crazy—am i crazy?"

⇴ person a keeps thinking about person b, even though they've only met once. once their eyes meet person b's, everything slows. nothing else matters except for the smile on their face. something clicked.

⇴ "have i ever told you that you were the one thing that just made sense?" "no, but go on." and the other person malfunctions because... well where do they start. how do they go about this w/o rambling, or letting their true feelings out?

⇴ the constant need to reach out. the constant need to grab their hand, rub their arm, and put your head on their shoulder.

⇴ wanting to know everything about them—little or big: their daily schedule, what shampoo they use, whether they are feeling the same as you. any crumb of information would be satisfactory

⇴ anxiously bouncing your knee in hopes that you can see them and have a conversation. finding any excuse to come up and talk. you just want to see them and have your eyes fall on their silhouette.

⇴ they laugh at something you said, and the melodious sound of their chuckle carries around the room, gracing your ears. now, you start planning another joke, hoping to hear that warm sound again.

⇴ "i don't think i can hide it anymore. how it's like my heart is on the verge of a heart attack when you text me. how i've delved into all your favorite movies, books, and tv shows ever since you've told me about them. how i wanted to be close to you—not just physically."

⇴ "i kept doing all these things just to see if you would do them with me. i really wanted you to be there with me."

⇴ the way that everything is fine and under control until they take one look at your lips.

⇴ "you're doing that thing by the way. when you lie to make someone feel better? you bite the inside of your bottom lip and nod, then you make this really pitying look with your eyes. like a squinty thing." "...wow"

I am more of a beast than human, more drunk than sober, more of anarchy than order, more of a scoundrel than a saint more of a fallen than an angel, but she loved all of my darkness, so I gave her what’s left of my light.

Daniel Saint (via wordsnstuff)