i want the kind
of love
that keeps you up
in the night -
not the one
that puts you to sleep
so you can dream.
i want the kind
of love
that starts a fire
that burns in you
until you get burned -
not the one
that warms you
like morning brew
never scalding your tongue.
i want the kind
of passion
that will die
in a beautiful mess
of tears and gun powder
and smeared lipstick
and spilled whiskey
and the shards of glass
and my heart
on the ground.
i want everything
that consumes me
so i do not have
to be
any longer.
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
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Takeaways from 2 Years of Duolingo Spanish
Two years ago on this date, I downloaded the Duolingo app for approximately the 15th time. When I’d been inspired to try brushing up on my Spanish in the past, I’d start out hot and heavy only to sputter out after a few weeks of enthusiasm and dedication.
By Veronica Wren6 days ago in Longevity
Comments (4)
This is great, I love how you demonstrate both possibilities for yourself, and the choices you make.
I echo Brenton's thoughts. You've outdid yourself again. This is like some strange passionate mutually assured destruction description. So evocative and that image, damn! Well bloody done, Sara!
That was some fantastic writing! I enjoyed it immensely.
I don't know who picks the Top Stories but this has to be a contender. This is so brilliantly sad and invigorating, I can feel the passionate destruction