A.P. Bastian's Blog, page 3

soul sway

I love the every day in most days but ever so often I feel an urgent ache to sway my soul away from the mundane.

astronomical ache

do you see how the sun and moon are self-sufficient on their own but never too far away from one another? that’s what I’d like for our sky.

hands crossed

why is itso like meto cross empty handsand ask love to return when my heart is ready to face the possibility of breaking again.  

romantic failures

stars and wishes won’t grant us love if we don’t try- but if it’s all up to us why do we fail so much at falling                  in                            love?  

London

a faceless sea of black a wave of rushed dots floating against the expansive silver sky a constant push, a proper hush a current of colorful doors and walkways that always makes me wonder- who could we become if we were to start over again? would we be okay under all this gray?

please hurry

maybe an entire world of perhaps until I find the right person who will turn them all into yes.    

is it too much to ask for

I don’t want to be left in ashes after passion burns off I want to be purified by the fire of love.  

heart reader

the way he knew what I needed before I even had a chance to say it. I miss that.  

truth no. 38

we get so comfortable with happy we are afraid to disturb it when a newer version of it comes along.

quaran-truth no. 2

we try to undress our wounds but even they are afraid of facing the hard truths beneath their skin.