slightlydrunkalwaysawkward:

I didn’t see him coming. It knocked the wind out of me. Like a kick to the stomach, or that feeling in the pit of your belly when you fall and aren’t sure where the ground is. He’s always been like, giving me air and then taking it away. Breathless, wispy, messy, but so good.

angelealowes:

“there’s something more unsettling about storms at night than during the day. when the thunder wakes me from my most vulnerable state. when the sky reaches its most vivid shades. love is kinda like that, too. i hope you know it was worth every bite. every power outage & nicked skin from the thorns. you left me unsettled, running around the house, trying to reset every clock. i learned young to count the seconds between the thunder & the lightning to see how far away the storm was. between the strike & the blow. all that silence in the aftermath. all that beautiful withdrawal. look at all the shades i’ve turned since the light came back. i’ll hold my breath when i hear the sound, count the seconds until the sky flashes. look at the way i won’t even flinch now.”

— A Poem for That Night You Punched a Hole in the Wall, Angelea Lowes

inkskinned:

we fell together so easily was all. like you belonged against me. i don’t usually trust people like that. i don’t usually let people near me. something about you was a soft spot, an opening. i don’t know if i believe in soul mates. but i know how i feel around you.