no names; saying things that might hurt our loved ones.
what felt like a few minutes started to feel like hours, unaware of what we were arguing about in the first place. our voices clashed as we attempted to defend ourselves, too prideful to give in to whatever had triggered this mishap.
“well i can never get what i want.” he huffed, looking away. i kissed my teeth, annoyed at the lacking exposition. “what do you mean?”
“what i mean is that i can’t get what i want here because i’m always trying to cater to you. i can tell you’re so clingy towards me.”
the upcoming inspiration caught stuck in the middle of my throat, failing to process the justification he gave for his actions. i never wanted to shut up more than i did right now, feeling that breath still stuck halfway through. awkward shuffling came from his end, seeing him come closer to me in my peripherals. “hey, i was just being honest.”
i pursed my lips, feeling the water rise just above the surface of my tear ducts. i looked at him and chuckled, a dry laugh that had no humour in it— empty. “wow,” i finally exasperated, “then i’m sorry.”
“what?”
“i’m sorry for... doing that to you then. i don’t know how or when i’ll be completely better with my issues, but i’m sorry for putting you in that position.”
i walked away into the bedroom, grabbing a few of my things and stuffing them into a random bag i found nearby.
“where are you going?” he mumbled, trying to stop me from packing anything more.
“giving you a place where you can get what you want.”
because love, in the end, your happiness is everything, even if i am not in the same room as you.
Hiii !! Can u make some cool Instagram bios inspired by chase Atlantic, keshi,the neighborhood, cigarettes after sex , artic monkeys?
(tysm in advance 😭✨)
W MUSIC TASTE !!!! the neighborhood and cas are my favorites :D
i honestly have no ideas for these bios so i just straight up used the names (feels like artblock) but feel free to modify any of these to your liking .. i dont mind 🙆♀️ its 1 am and i dont do well after midnight !!
when taylor swift said “and I never saw you coming, and I’ll never be the same” and boygenius said “I never thought you’d happen to me” and hozier said “all my dreamin’ is only put to shame, all my dreamin’ has only been given a name” and when keshi said “never thought that I’d find that the one in my life would be so near and now you’re here” and when gracie abrams said “you came out of the blue like that, I never could have seen you coming” and when julie andrews sang “nothing comes from nothing, nothing ever could, so somewhere in my youth or childhood I must have done something good” and when maggie rogers sang “came in like a vision from the west wind, like a bright new dream I was stepping in” and oh yeah, so love can and does really take you by surprise huh 😭
chem quiz went Badly but spanish oral test was okay - got a 90, better than i expected to. worked on history essay (only a paragraph or so left!), reading homework, writing assignment, bit of math homework, & some latin review.
no names; the only thing that connects you both in moments of disentanglement.
disconnection- a state of being isolated or detached.
that’s what i feel about him right now. never would i have thought would i feel such intuition in someone i called my comfort, my safe space, my home. he’s the closest thing to me yet i feel so, so far away from him— and nothing seemed to close that distance.
i sighed, staring into the ceiling in a room where no light was allowed to enter. i drowned in loneliness, talking to no other but the voices stemming from my inner dialogue. all were insults and slander, nothing good or comforting to say to me.
i felt my phone vibrate underneath my pillow. mustering up all the strength i had at that moment, i checked to see who disrupted my mantra, squinting at the screen as it heavily contrasted the darkness of my surroundings. it was no other than him: my disconnection.
him: hey
him: i know you’re not okay
him: and i feel very disconnected from you right now
a felt my chest tighten, happy that he matched my feelings but dejected that he was experiencing these things too. unable to gather my thoughts to form a response, i stayed silent staring at the grey bubbles, thinking. then, another text had been sent, this time a spotify link.
him: *spotify link*
him: here, join this session. we can listen to music together
him: at least the music will keep us close
him: goodnight
i clicked on the link which put us in a listening session together, and felt relieved— a breath left my lips and my thoughts simmered down, allowing me to calm my heart. it didn’t matter what song was played during that night or what happened earlier that day,
at that moment i felt connected to him, and i realized disconnection was never really a thing in our dictionary.