limerence


A single title will never create a full sum of what defines me.

I am bits and pieces of everyone around me: those I love, those I despise, those I meet by chance.

A classic mess. A tangle of knots that can never seem to come undone.

The way light and darkness mix beneath my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightening but you hear the echoes.



take care

We are both going our separate ways this summer. You are going home and I am running from mine. But at the end of all of that, once summer ends, we will both be back here. 

With nervous laughter and stories of our travels. We will find our niche. 

Posted on Wednesday, September 12th at 05:54PM with 1 note

tagged as: travel, friend, crush, potential, like, summer,
  1. branga posted this
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