kisses (n) :
little perfect parts
of you lingering in tracks
that heal this scarred soul
it might be too hot to wear all black but that isn’t going to stop me
Everyone who terrifies you is sixty-five percent water.
And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes
you cannot even breathe deeply, and
the night sky is no home, and
you have cried yourself to sleep enough times
that you are down to your last two percent, but
nothing is infinite,
not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day
you are going to find yourself again.
when cute boys call me cute (☉‿☉✿)