Your eyes Hold a darkness Even the night sky Would be jealous of. The perfect place For the stars In my eyes To reside. -The Girl Lost In The Bookstore Follow me on Instagram @missbookthief.
I have scars
Of my skin
That can have
Each of these scars
Bleeding me dry
Of all the pain
-The Girl Lost In The Bookstore
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Your smile is like sunshine Painting my body With a fresh coat Of warmth. Kissing my body With its warm glow. The feeling Of wearing socks On a particularly Cold day. * But your words, are icicles Wrapping me With ice Melting the warm glow … Continue reading Fire and Ice.
Today, I set Our love on fire And watch the flames Dance. I collect all the memories That have settled Like dust On the corners Of my mind And throw them Amidst the flames. And as the smoke From the bonfire Rises in the air … Continue reading Fire.
To the girl who made threatened me to start this blog. No, I won’t name my future daughter after you. *eyeroll* This is all you get. I write poetry Because I can see Your lips, swallowing Your sadness temporarily And curving into a smile. * … Continue reading I write poetry.
Heartbreak is Like sitting in a Run down building, and Painting the walls Over and over, only To have the paint Peeled away every day. * Heartbreak is The feeling of Being trapped in quicksand Where every step you Take, ends with you Being sucked … Continue reading What is Heartbreak?
I dip my pen In the inky black sky And, watch, mesmerised As stars burst out Of the nib Aligning themselves Into a mass Of constellations As I put my pen To paper. -The Girl Lost In The Bookstore