lubricates:

do you ever feel like you aren’t good enough for someone so you literally just give up

"Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips…"
Percy Bysshe Shelley (via introspectivepoet)
"Their lips brushed like young wild flowers in the wind."
F. Scott Fitzgerald (via introspectivepoet)
"Distance is a weird thing. It can makes you feel alone in a crowded room and yet makes you feel loved in an empty house, just because you received a text from that very special someone. A lot of us see it as our enemy. You want to hold the hand of the one you love but distance forbids it. You want to feel the body of your other half against yours just to feel secure and safe but distance doesn’t want to hear anything. You want to run to their house when they tell you they are crying because you know only a cuddle could make their heart lighter but distance is here to tell you « so you’re gonna swim across the ocean and run 500 miles ? Don’t even try. ». But sometimes distance is also your friend. It gives you the opportunity to know your partner better than anyone who lived with them since their birth. It makes your love grow stronger. Maybe it makes you poorer because you have to spend a lot of money to buy plane tickets, but distance definitely makes you richer in every way. It makes you discover a new culture, a new country with breathtaking landscapes that you wouldn’t even have noticed if you had lived there since you were born. And sometimes it even helps you learn a new language. Distance is also here to remind you how much the time you spend together is precious. You want to make every second special and magical. Waking up by their side is not a boring routine, it is a gift that you cherish every day. And you know what’s better with distance ? The end. Do you often associate the words « end » and « happy » ? With distance, you do. And what’s great with distance is that its gift is eternal. You will remember until the end of your life how hard you fought to be able to hold the hand of the one you love whenever you want to and you will do anything you can to make your better half happy. You will never stop bringing them flowers without any special occasion and you will cook them delicious meals because you know how much they love it. You will put one hundred candles in your room with a trail of rose petals leading to your bed just to see their eyes shining. Distance reminds you that taking care of your better half is the greatest gift that will ever be given to you."
— (via i-love-my-honey)
"I saw the fear in your eyes; I swear, I saw the hurtful pain of everyone that ever let you down created in your soul. Your eyes are just as hollow as mine and I felt the struggle in the way you sighed. You breathe so uneasily and you worry that the future will never amount to all that it could be. I saw your hurt and I wanted to be the one to take it all away. I wish I could tell you all that I feel, all that I desire I could be for you. I wish my “I love yous” could be the words to ease the heaviness in your chest. I wish that I could wake you to kisses to make sure that you don’t feel alone when you first see the light of day. I wish I could hold you to make you feel safe, make you feel like you have a home within the boundaries of my arms. I saw the way you hurt and I find myself wanting to be the one you call when you’re having a meltdown, when you just want to talk. I lost a part of me in you and now I carry a heaviness with me in the middle of the day. I wonder if I hurt because somehow our souls are connected. I wish I could call you and sing to you until I make you laugh. I wish I could send you random text messages that tell you how beautiful you are, how I can’t keep my mind off you, how you make me feel like a kid again. I saw the broken you, all of your flaws, all of your imperfections and I loved them all. I loved all of you and I still feel that same way. I wish, God, how I wish, I could be there for you but we barely even talk and I lay in bed every night wondering if you ever find yourself needing me, if you ever find yourself missing all that we once had. I saw the fear in your eyes; I swear, I saw the hurt that everyone in your past ever created in your soul. We barely even talk and I don’t know what hurts more the wanting desire to be the one for you or the point of realizing that maybe you don’t need me not even a little, not even at all."
— I didn’t want to fix you, I just wanted to be the reason for your smile (via h0pefulkid-withaninkedupheart)
"I know it’s nothing that a plane ticket or car ride couldn’t fix, but god, you don’t understand it unless you’ve been in it, unless you’ve felt it. It’s that feeling that hits your chest when you two finally say goodnight after listening to each other’s voices for the past few hours, and you’ll wonder why every time you say goodnight it feels like a goodbye. It’s how even though you two just had a wonderful conversation your eyes start to fill up with tears because it’s a bittersweet feeling, because once they hang up you’re alone again. Not just physically, but mentally, emotionally. You’re alone. It’s how a good morning text stands in for a good morning kiss, and how a “what’re you doing?” replaces hand holding. It’s how you two can’t help but talk about how every moment will be spent when you’re finally together, how a kiss will be more than just a kiss, how a hug is something that will last hours instead of seconds, and how looking in each other’s eyes will be more like analyzing each little spec of dark brown in their iris. It’s how you know that once you get to touch their skin it will be like touching the moon, and each little freckle will be your star to wish on, only yours. It’s how you’ll discover new galaxies in their laugh, and how each little scar will be more than that, it will be a story you want to read, so you’ll trace your fingers across them like braille. You’ll think of all this, all day, every day, every moment, even when you two are lost in conversation, you’ll think of it. And that’s the thing that keeps you hanging on, that keeps you going. The promise that every time you see the moon, it’s one step closer to seeing them soon. So you’ll close your weary eyes, and dream of them in your arms. Once you awake there will be a message, “Good morning…” and shall your love be awakened again, to swim through oceans, travel over mountains."
i.c. // a love separated (via delicatepoetry)