- [myar] ;

[taichi]

editing as of the 21st of march '22!

- a lot of this is what i wrote when i was younger.
just a collection of how i must've been feeling! pls no heavy judgment, thanks <3

[taichi]

It's a hefty ache, one that the greatest gods can not move, the sullen sinking feeling that devours your good mood. It lingers for days and days, returns when it wants to shame, when it wants to haunt. It's not a pleasant surprise, it's a disastrous nightmare, one that sparks in us everywhere. It will leave for days, months, years, and strike back and talk to you, to the point where you just want to cut off your ears. Your thoughts are enrolled by it, and your thoughts are controlled by it. At the end of the day, you are driven insane by it.

[taichi]

You make me wait, you make my heart ache. I like that.
It seems an impossible to task to now picture you in a residence that is not by my side, that. That I do not like.
I want you to be in reach, so that I can place the finest of necklaces around your neck, crafted by the greatest jeweller.
The rich crimson colours of only a pure heart, confined in a small ruby, the perpetual links between you and I making up the delicate chain.
This gift, I would give to you again and again, but for I cannot, and only what I can present you with is my heart, my soul, something that others have deemed themselves to take, but you are the one who stole it.
Effortlessly you took it, snatched it up like it was your property, to tear it and romp it, I fear the most, but to live in fear with somebody that I adore, it does not make the finest of wines.
For only I am to hope we tail the finest clothes, mix the finest wines, taste the most bitter but sickly sweet sugars.
If not, if all is lost, then I shall live with myself in a despair, one that will always cling on to me, but not one that will prevent my advance.
For we do not hope for that outcome, and we only hope for the sun to dance in between us both.

[taichi]

Peter Pan said to live was an awfully big adventure, but to breathe is an awfully big task, because sometimes we do not want to breathe, we want the air knocked out our lungs and we want to be dead, because, in some thought, to be dead is an awfully big adventure as well.

[taichi]

Oh trust me darling.
Trust me ever so much, put your hand in mine and don't think twice.
My hands are soft, baby soft, just like my eyes, my eyes are an intriguing blue.

[taichi]

Her voice, was like soft cotton, it caused an ache in the heart. A sweet tooth.
There was nothing to her, she was the mud beneath the snow.

Like young love, it was her time to go..

[taichi]

One day after another, a fragment of my hopeful dreams chips away, until there is nothing left.
I was the boy with a hopeful future. Amazing grades were what my footsteps were made of.
Laced in my lungs was athleticism. Confidence was bound in my fingerprints.
My sweat contained the essence of my purity, my tears contained the secret to all Beethoven's melodies.
Twirling in the roots of my hair were minor setbacks, which were always contained and cut.

[taichi]

It was just a downpour in a city of rain, I said.

[taichi]

Why try to correct what isn't wrong?
Stop and look at life, sweet and long.
For every breath I take. You tangle yourself in my hair,
stain my fingertips. Blue, the essence of you.

[taichi]

Smile and open up the gateway to my heart.
With you, my days, they'll never creep towards the dark.
Accept what I can give, don't keep your beauty captive.
Refuse all you wish.
There is no way out of this.