Some days, all of it aches with beauty. Others, it all just aches with you.
BLAKE AUDENSome days, all of it aches with beauty. Others, it all just aches with you.
BLAKE AUDENI swear my bones can feel it whenever you speak my name.
BLAKE AUDENThe answer is you. I forget the question.
BLAKE AUDENI have never known what happiness really means, but I’m sure it sounds a lot like your name.
BLAKE AUDENI miss you. By which I mean I’m jealous of the soil that gets to hold your bones.
BLAKE AUDENYou taught me to believe in love and then showed me exactly why I shouldn’t.
BLAKE AUDENEverything I know of love is told in the bruises we left on each other.
BLAKE AUDENI can’t imagine a universe where she is anything other than a masterpiece.
BLAKE AUDENIt’s not that I don’t love you. It’s just that I don’t want to.
BLAKE AUDENI surround myself with trees in the hope I might become a growing thing, too.
BLAKE AUDENHer smile is an open flame and I have a paper heart.
BLAKE AUDENEven heartbreak can find a way to feel like home.
BLAKE AUDENWhat a gentle curse: to still want you after all we’ve been.
BLAKE AUDENI didn’t believe in forever. But I did believe in you.
BLAKE AUDENWhat a fragile, dying thing love turned out to be.
BLAKE AUDENOf all the people I’ve been the man you loved is the only one I miss.
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