I'm going to leave you

I wanted it to be you. I wanted it to be you so badly.

I’m beginning to realise that you might be less than the sum of your parts and that when I am with you, I am too.

You’re really good at not letting people love you.

The sun inside of him
rages like wildfire
and he is
gold
gold
gold
and he is
scorching the skin of my heart,
yet still he pretends
that he is safe for me to love,
that his hands are gentle,
that his fingerprints won’t be
seared into the notches of my spine.

The sun inside of him
could set the kingdom ablaze;
he knows this, he does.

And he still asks me to love him,
to face the flame.

Find me in the ashes.

jtotheizzoe:

Erik Olson, 2011

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enlighteningart:

Raoul Dufy
Bouquet of flowers, 1937

enlighteningart:

Raoul Dufy

Bouquet of flowers, 1937

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And how odd it is
to be haunted by someone
that is still alive.
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