• allbymyself 44w

    Sometimes they laugh
    because they do not see
    what is so beautiful about
    clinging on to candlelit
    dreams at the edges of
    your hair; they have not
    a prayer of comprehending
    the peace that floods into
    your skin like fresh air upon
    holding fireflies in your fingers.

    Sometimes they laugh
    because they read the words
    scribbled but not the soft
    laughter that lies between them
    they will never have the
    simple pleasure of knowing
    what music does to your
    soul when your body has
    forgotten how to listen.

    Sometimes they laugh
    because they think they
    know you because they
    have memorized every inch
    of your face, and every
    unsteady step of your feet
    but they never have and
    never will know the white
    hot flame of your shadow
    nor the red mist that is the
    cornerstone of your heart.

    - Avitaj

    @dopamine @raika_ @thegreymetaphor

    Hiya. Still here. Just not writing as much these days. But this is my happy place and I will always stay. Somehow. Anyhow.

    Picture credit- Asa Steinarsdottir

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    Fireflies In Your Fingers

    I guess that's part of growing up too. Saying goodbye to the things you used to love.

    - Jenny Han (Always and Forever, Lara Jean)