We loved each other, we really did.
Just never at the same time.
When I loved him, he didn’t realize it and when he loved me…
It was too late…
-Kbeautifulmind
Tag: couples
“It’s sad you know?”
“What is?”
“That he hasn’t noticed?
He hasn’t noticed that our hearts skip to the same beat, our bodies desire each other like magnets, and our souls have been searching their whole lives for the vibe we share.”
-Kbeautifulmind
It wasn’t the rose
It wasn’t the sand, the hugs, the rose, or the small talk that made me still smell the ocean from that night.
It was the way we rushed into each other with such deep craving.
The way he kissed me deeply, making me feel desired and missed.
It was the way he lifted my dress slowly making me shake with excitment with every touch of his finger tips.
It was the way he entered me for the first time, fueling my hunger I had for his touch.
It was the way both of our hearts rushed and our throats gasped for air.
It was that erotic, explosive way he made love to me, that still makes my stomach drop everytime I go back to that night.
-Kbeautifulmind
When I’m missing you and want to talk to you,
I go to sleep instead.
Because in my dreams the clouds are gone, the sky is clear, my minds at peace, and we are walking hand in hand.
-Kbeautifulmind
Summer Love
I still think of you.
The sand between our feet, the way you held and kissed me, the way you made me feel at such a young age.
Not because I miss you, but because I wonder if I’ll ever know love as true, innocent, and pure as the one you gave me on that unforgettable summer.
-Kbeautifulmind
She was the balloon🎈
He was just a kid.
Still young, unsure, with the desire to continue to be playful.
A little boy with a beautiful balloon.
She was the balloon, she had the helium, the power was in her hands.
When a little boy gets such a unique and rare balloon, he doesn’t know what to do with it.
He feels lucky enough to have at least one balloon but doesn’t understand why he just can’t have them all, so he takes it for granted.
He is holding that string and keeping the balloon from going anywhere, but he also wants to let it go.
So he wants to let it go, and he wants to catch it.
He isn’t sure of what he wants, eventually he loses it.
Unfortunetly that’s the one thing he was sure of, he didn’t want to lose it.
(Inspired by “The helium balloon”-Wale)
-Kbeautifulmind
Hopeless
Love can make you feel hopeless.
It’s hard to be friendly with someone seeing too many people.
It’s hard to believe everything is going to be alright, when your fear to trust others only seems to be making things harder.
It’s hard to trust others, when those you trust keep taking you for granted.
This shit gets easier when you find people that share your same dreams.
Unfortunetly today’s society makes it hard to detect who these people are.
Everyone’s got some kind of mask to protect themselves.
So you take chances, and even when it seems good it could be bad, and when it seems bad it can get good, you just never know.
But is it worth the risk?
Make someone your all and they don’t like it, they take it for granted and destroy it.
People don’t want someone who wants them, we always want someone we can’t have easily.
Don’t make them your priority and you might be saving yourself from getting hurt but you can also be losing them and later regretting it.
Only a little after they walk away you end up realizing you lost one of the best things you could have had in this life.
So how do you follow your heart but also pay attention to what you want?
Maybe you just want to have fun and do your own thing, but what if from all the fun you end up losing?
What if you do want love, but you just don’t want to yet?
Will you be able to get it again if you take care of your needs first? Can you come back?
Some people meet again, but some just live on missing the one that got away.
So how do you decide?
What if you’re the one falling?
Do you wait? What is too long?
And where is the insurance that it will be worth it?
Than there is rules you have to follow, because to everyone around you it’s about how your looking, and stupid is the last thing you want to be known for.
The whole thing just begins to make you feel hopeless at times, it’s mental succide, and taking chances can get scary.
At times you want to feel hopeless, because being hopeless means you don’t care, and that in itself makes you feel protected.
When you have felt pain so constant, being hopeless just seems more comforting.
Even if that’s not what your heart truly desires.
-Kbeautifulmind
Ruin my red lip stick, make it dissappear with your sweet kisses.
-Kbeautifulmind



