Here is the deepest secret nobody knows. Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide. And this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart… I carry your heart, I carry it in my heart. 

× 5 × e e cummings × carry your heart × love × poem × beauty

i tried to forget

but you grew roots around my ribcage

and sprouted flowers

just bellow my collar bones.

× 6 × love × flowers × metaphor × literature × quote × poem × body × bones × forget × sad

the best often die by their own hand

just to get away, 

and those left behind can never quite understand

why anybody

would ever want to

get away

from

them

× 2 × suicide × depression × death × literature × poem