October162014

On Waterloo Bridge where we said our goodbyes,
the weather conditions bring tears to my eyes.
I wipe them away with a black woolly glove
And try not to notice I’ve fallen in love

On Waterloo Bridge I am trying to think:
This is nothing. you’re high on the charm and the drink.
But the juke-box inside me is playing a song
That says something different. And when was it wrong?

On Waterloo Bridge with the wind in my hair
I am tempted to skip. You’re a fool. I don’t care.
the head does its best but the heart is the boss-
I admit it before I am halfway across.

Wendy Cope (via observando)
6PM
“One writes because one has been touched by the yearning for and the despair of ever touching the Other.” Charles Simic (via observando)
6PM

(Source: popsonnet)

6PM
“No dream can ever come true.” At least not one that involves you (via inkonapagepoetry)
October142014
tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #931 by Tyler Knott Gregson
*It’s official, my book, Chasers of the Light, is out! You can order it through Amazon, Barnes and Noble, IndieBound , Books-A-Million , Paper Source or Anthropologie *

tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #931 by Tyler Knott Gregson

*It’s official, my book, Chasers of the Light, is out! You can order it through Amazon, Barnes and Noble, IndieBound , Books-A-Million , Paper Source or Anthropologie *

October122014

Do not fall for a dreamer.
Do not let the girl with stars in her eyes draw you in.
Do not listen when she whispers stories into your ears.

She lives in the clouds.
She does not know what gravity feels like.
Do not try to pull her down to earth.

To her, everything is a possible wish come true.
You blow out birthday candles.
You are not one yourself.
Do not stargaze with her.

She will never learn that she must overcome her own obstacles.
Do not move them aside to make her path easier.
Hold her hand as she stumbles but do not pick her up when she falls.

One day, reality will come knocking on her door.
Do not answer for her.
Let her cry on your shoulder.
Do not lean in for a kiss,
Even when she leans in first.

Do not fall for a dreamer.
She will love you like a fairy tale.
When she wakes up, she will not know you.
Some things are better left alone.

(via inkonapagepoetry)

(via inkonapagepoetry)

October102014
He never knew 
How much she was like the weather. 
With one thought of him
Her skies could go from cloudy to grey.

He never knew
How much she was like the weather.
With one thought of him
Her skies could go from cloudy to grey.

October82014

(Source: weheartit.com, via feellng)

September272014
6AM
“It’s not the face, but the expressions on it. It’s not the voice, but what you say. It’s not how you look in that body, but the thing you do with it. You are beautiful.” Stephenie MeyerThe Host (via feellng)
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