I drink to the ones who can sit with their souls and not wish for sleep and the nightmares it brings.
NICOLE LYONSI drink to the ones who can sit with their souls and not wish for sleep and the nightmares it brings.
NICOLE LYONSShe tasted like wildflowers; crushed, wet wild flowers carried in sticky palms through farmers’ fields, just before dawn.
NICOLE LYONSI swear if I were to rip myself open, it wouldn’t be blood that poured out of me, it would be him.
NICOLE LYONSWe were electric together, you and me; we turned hurting each other into a goddamned symphony.
NICOLE LYONSYou load your words as I bare my chest, and this will be the most beautiful death.
NICOLE LYONSYou love so perfectly, as if you have never been told a heart can be broken.
NICOLE LYONSShe is of the strangest beauty and the darkest courage, and when she walks with intent the earth trembles beneath her feet.
NICOLE LYONSI breathe him in so deep that when he is gone I exhale and taste him again.
NICOLE LYONSEvery now and then even the sweetest souls burn it to the ground, just to remind the rest of them who exactly they are fucking with.
NICOLE LYONSOh my darling, you mustn’t fill up on memories alone, there is heartache and regret yet to be served.
NICOLE LYONSHe was everything I never could, but always wanted to love.
NICOLE LYONSWhen I told you that I hadn’t been broken before; it wasn’t a fucking challenge.
NICOLE LYONSWhatever it is that stirs your soul listen to that. Everything else is just noise.
NICOLE LYONSI have been covered in easy kisses from uneasy lips, and I know I smell weary again.
NICOLE LYONSYou can’t tame a girl who has her head. In the clouds and one foot out the door.
NICOLE LYONSBe patient with me, dear heart. The art of loving is a peculiar business when one has spent an eternity hating themselves.
NICOLE LYONS