Color me Love.

What am I supposed to do,
when I know you are nothing but
trouble
A warning sign spelled out in bold
DO NOT ENTER

But I came inside anyway,
even after I read all the facts
And understood the symptoms
of your consequential relations

I do not feel like I want you,
I do not feel drawn to you
I never was
But incessant attention got the best of me,
I was curious

Curiosity and her pleading childish whines got the best of me
“Just see what happens, please, I want to know!”
And now we know,
was it worth it all?

See I do not care about having you
or not having you
I care about the level if gratification you feel,
the way you feel you possess hearts
The way you control,
the way you toy so carelessly with others

You are a killer without a blade,
a poison without toxicity
Your weapons are loose words,
empty promises, careless melodies
and malicious intent
Manipulation

I am not a fool,
I am well aware of the games you play
and your slippery slope
I am debating walking away
but something to me is fun about dancing with danger

It always has been now
to walk with the devil
To live on the edge
You give me a thrill
and I can live with that price
that I must pay to have it
To have you

But mark my words,
you will not control me
like those before me
You will not destroy me
I will be resilient,
I always saw right through the acts
of random kindness

You don’t know a thing about me
And you would be shocked to see how much more you want to find out

—

You, 12:43am

My attempt to explain how I feel about you

(via rensden)

(via nisaalee)

You need to stop waiting for someone to come and save you. Stop relying on others for your happiness because let’s face it, people fucking leave and then you’re left with nothing. Why don’t you stand the fuck up and save yourself? Be your own damn hero. Be your own reason to smile.

—(K.L.)

(via nisaalee)

I am alive, I am alive
and that is the best that I can do

—Margot and the Nuclear So and So’s (via sendyourlifeboats)

(via nisaalee)

For a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen: a nebula must collapse.

So collapse.
Crumble.
This is not your destruction.

This is your birth.

—n.t. (via astrasperas)

(via burning-soul)

I think we grow up thinking the only love that counts as true love is the kind that lasts forever or is fully realized. When you have a broken heart, the first thing a stranger will ask is ‘how long were you two together?’ As if your pain can be determined by how long you were with someone. Or if you were with them at all. I don’t think that’s how it works. I think unrequited love is just as valid as any other kind. It’s just as crushing and just as thrilling. No matter what happens in this situation, I want you to remember that what you are doing is selfless and beautiful and kind. You are loving someone purely because you love them, not because you think you’ll ever have your affections reciprocated. You are admiring something for its beauty, without needing to own it. Feel good about being the kind of person who loves selflessly. I think someday you’ll find someone who loves you in that exact same way.

—Taylor Swift (via wordsthat-speak)

(via wafflesdofly)

You don’t really need strength to let go of something. What you really need is understanding. Sometimes we just have to let go of someone who matters to us not because we want to but because we have to, because it’s the right thing to do.

—(via ispeakquotes)

(Source: ispeakquotes.com, via eletheowl)

every time you
tell your daughter
you yell at her
out of love
you teach her to confuse
anger with kindness
which seems like a good idea
till she grows up to
trust men who hurt her
cause they look so much
like you.

—to fathers with daughters - rupi kaur (via rupikaur)

(via cafeandfleurs)

In between slow breaths,
I find myself thinking of
you and missing you.

—a haiku for you (NJ.)

(via eletheowl)

Among the best of excellent behaviour is treating others as you have been treated—not by them, but by Him.

—Al-`Izz Ibn `Abd us-Salām (via seinedol)

(via thebeautyofislam)