O CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN.
Yours is the only face I recognize.
Bone at my bone, you drink my answers in.
i have so many things to say to you
I trust the sanity of my vessel; and
if it sinks, it may well be in answer
to the reasoning of the eternal voices,
the waves which have kept me from reaching you.
I’m dying to move on
but there’s some shred of hope
that maybe, just maybe
things will work out for once
that keeps me hanging on
Missing you comes in waves.
Tonight I’m drowning.
i have just found out that ‘pie’ means ‘godly’ in latin no joke omfg
I came home with you and it was beautiful and we fought like we always fight, except I’m getting tired. I’m too invested to be ok with your insults, too weary to fob you off with my own. We’ve had a wonderful couple of days back at Uni but you’re keeping your phone away from me and strange scratch marks keep appearing on your back. They’re not me, I know you only like it between your shoulder-blades, and never hard enough to draw blood. You’re blaming them on the gym equipment.