teaandthesea

teaandthesea

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All of a sudden I was sinking in a thorn bush. Feelings all around me, they rushed through me like waves at sea. I didn't know what was going on but I felt the weight of the world around me, and the sinking feeling in my chest.

flood

Tears flooded my eyes and your face became blurred. All i saw was your outline as you walked away, and all i felt was the weight in my chest as i fell to the floor, sobbing. You will never know what you do to me.

"Just come with me," he said. He told me He would be with me, everything would be alright. I just swallowed my fear and took his hand. We snuck into the pool, hoping not to set off the alarm. From the opposite side I watched him strip to his boxers, and I did the same. And he smiled a smile that warmed my body and made my knees shake. And in the light of the room in the darkness of the night, we jumped.

She had platinum eyes that shined like beach sand when the sea reaches the shore. She had eyes that made your knees shake. She had a heart that made the world seem sort of okay. But she was emotionally damaged like you wouldn't believe.

i like planets. i like the idea that there is some far away place that i have never been to. i like the idea that i will never get to visit most of these planets. i mean, i like the wonder i suppose.

Here is your beginning. Right now. Not tomorrow, not next week. That was then. Stop looking back. It's not coming back and you need to accept that. The past isn't doing you any favors.

Autumn is lovely. Autumn is endless cups of tea warming up your whole body. Autumn is sweaters and messy hair. Autumn is fuzzy socks, midday naps bundled up in blankets, and love. Autumn is walking through crunchy leaves and listening to the rain.

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Brielle wrote about beginning
“Here is your beginning. Right now. Not tomorrow, not next week. That was then. Stop looking back. It's not coming back and you need to accept that. The past isn't doing you any favors.”

the words Brielle reaches for

autumneyesbodyplanetsideaseakneesshakeweightchestsinkinglovelyendlesscupsteawarming