#poets of tumblr

The feelings came so fast, I really thought that they would last.

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Like the irrational things in fairy tales I fell for you And since I lived in reality We could never be as one

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If you hate me for who I am, that’s fine. Since I have made quite an impression, your hatred won’t matter to me because

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There is so much about my fate that I cannot control, but other things do fall under the jurisdiction. I can decide how I

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one of my friends asked me: "do u ever feel like life is a highway with speed bumps of happiness?" most of the time it ...

It doesn't matter how far away you are, just to know you exist, oh, it brings such a warm smile to my lips! Whether you ...

I smile the sweetest smile for I feel him right here beside me, watching over me, holding me. His sweet tender presence ...

I hear beyond the words, to the intentions of the heart beneath and I see them weaved in your words and they are the ...

Sometimes melancholy gets the best of me and fills the place where you used to live and in doing so sings the song of your ...

Do you know how much vulnerability can be in the words, “I miss you.”? ...

Bring me into the rushing water of your river. ...

Sometimes love grants us all the words in the world and sometimes it leaves us speechless....

 I am at loss as to what to say to convey the entirety of this feeling that lives inside of me. You make my lips burst ...

Everyday life is a challenge. So many things we need to balance, the things we need to do, the things we want to do. So ...

To have two people coincide at the exact same time when both have busy lives, responsabilities to bear, demands of time ...

What is the rhythm of an embrace? Is it that of my heart or of his? Is it the one of our dreams? Is it the one of our ...

All the warmth seemed to have left his limbs and concentrated in his heart, the blood pooling there, rushing, trying to ...

I am the one that came from the sea with aquamarine waves at her feet. Wild and mysterious as the seaspray. I am the cry ...

Sometimes I think poets like me are meant to be alone, to love in the purity of a vacuum, to love illusions and hug ...

My love, know I am smiling because your eyes are still in my mind and the feel of your hands still linger on every curve I have....

How sweet is a sincere hug from a sister of the soul. It wipes away your tears and puts hope in your heart once more! ...

Sleep is elusive. Hides in the back of my mind behind the myraid of fears I didn't know I have. I know I should sleep and ...

Despair is a wild thing in my chest that knows no repose. It fills my veins with spectres of hope that vanish and I drown in ...