SiverSlou

People say that the night is supposed to calm the spirit and relax one into a peaceful sleep, but I’m sitting here, wrapped in a blanket, thinking about the stars and the universe and all the things I never told you, and even though it’s approaching half a year since you officially left my life, you’re still my 11:59 pm thought and my 12:01 am thought, and I’m not sure it’s the snake around my neck that’s making it hard to breathe as ocean’s tides fill my eyes and wash away the past day’s memories, and oh my God, it still hurts me to think that I am completely alone again and tha

We met when I was young and foolish, stumbling from one bad friendship to another. You took my hand and held me up, You said you fell in love with me, and that you would do anything to see me happy. I was hurting and broken and reeling from rejection, And you wiped the tears from my eyes and under the constellations You held me And whispered sweet nothings in my ear While the heavens shown bright and powerful in the sky, And I thought that we were invincible. You told me that cold winter's day that you loved me, You said you were nervous, shaking, even, And I admitted that I was not impervious to your charms. You whisked me away and brou

it is 12:37 and my mind is swimming with things to say and confessions to discuss, but i lack both the courage and currently a person to speak to, but there is one person in mind it is 12:38 and every fiber of my being aches to discuss the universe and life and the deepest pits in our beings and just be there it is 12:39 and 12:40 and i am sitting here surrounded by the darkness and silence of the night, and i wish that there was someone there with me, even if being there means texting. i am wondering why i am a coward and why i cannot discuss these things under normal circumstances. maybe i am afraid to initiate? after all this time, I am

and in the depths of the night i can hear solitude crying my name. i return to her gentle embrace letting her lull my soul to sleep with her mournful song of tears.

And like that, he had me captivated; I remembered John Green, in his infinite wisdom: "And as he read, I fell in love with him as one would fall asleep: Slowly, then all at once.” And in that time, I knew exactly what she was saying, Because it was happening. And as he outlined the future and spoke about his dreams I laid my head against the wall, sighing softly and smiling to myself in the dark. I wished that this little infinity would never end, except maybe The dreams would end up Coming true.

I hate it. I hate that I am so scared to lose you. I’ve been abandoned before; I should be used to it. However, I’ve given you free access to my heart, My soul. I have given you free reign over it. But there will come a day, I fear, That you will no longer see me in the light As you do now, And then you decide that It just isn’t worth it anymore… That’s what I fear.

i remember as he held me on that night when the moon was hidden by the clouds, on that night there the dew froze to the infant grass, and young parents huddled around their young; i remember what he told me. in a sage-like voice he soothed my soul when tears ran rivers down my black-stained canvas of a face; his arms wrapped protectively around me. he whispered sweet nothings in my ear, telling me to forget. however, even though we sat in a puddle on the bathroom floor, sobs shaking the very foundation of the building encasing us, his most haunting advice entered my mind: “left to right for attention, up and down for results.&rdqu

When the night is still But you’re stirring restlessly, Bored out of your mind but aching, I want to be the one you seek out. When the moon shines high in the Black void created by the light pollution of a bustling city And strangers hurry past outside Alongside bustling traffic, And your heart pangs for attention and companionship, I want to be the one you seek out. When it is 4AM and you’re lonely And want to tell someone everything, every deepest secret, I want to be the one you seek out.