Hopeless
You don’t love in fragments..
you arrive whole, like morning light breaking through tired curtains,
soft… but impossible to ignore.
You notice what others miss..
the pause before someone speaks,
the way a smile hides something unspoken, how silence can say more
than words ever dare to.
You’ve stood in the doorway of almost..
hands full of something real, watching it slip through your fingers like warmth you couldn’t keep.
Still… you never closed the door.
That’s the truth of you.
You don’t ration affection,you give it like it’s endless..
as if your heart never learned how to protect itself from emptiness.
You’ve loved people
who didn’t know what to do with depth, who skimmed your surface
while you were offering oceans.
And yet.. you never became cold.
There’s something rare in that…
the way you still believe someone will meet you without hesitation, without games, without making you feel like
you are somehow too much.
Because you’re not.
You’re just a soul who feels everything fully..
who sees connection as something sacred,not casual… not temporary.
And somewhere.. not in a dream, not in a maybe.. but in a moment waiting to arrive, there’s someone who won’t make you question your place, won’t turn your love into a lesson.
They’ll recognise you… instantly.
Not by words..
but by the way your soul feels familiar.
Until then, you will keep loving like this..
open… unguarded… real. Not because it’s easy..
but because anything less
has never been you….
🚨 URGENT 😭
This beautiful baby was found in critical condition after being hit by a car 💔
we rushed her to the vet as quickly as we could, but she’s still in a very serious state.
She didn’t deserve this
please keep her in your thoughts and prayers 🙏
Donation link in bio ❤️
Listen
Oh beautiful one, listen…
Let me have the right to touch what words can’t reach, or steal my breath, if that’s what love must teach.
The moment my eyes found yours,
time forgot its rhythm, and my voice drowned in the silence of your beauty.
When the heavens shaped you,
they must have stayed smoothing every curve with tenderness, painting your lips with dawn, and breathing poetry into your skin.
You were carved from patience and passion, the divine sculptor’s secret masterpiece.
Your eyes.. sharp enough to wound,
yet soft enough to heal, hold a promise I ache to explore.
Your lips… like forbidden verses,
waiting to be read under moonlight,
one breath at a time.
Each time you pass, the air trembles between us..
your scent, your warmth, a presence disguised as calm.
Even the stars dim when you appear,
as if they know who truly owns the night.
I dream of a day when our words fade into touch, and your laughter spills against my neck.
When desire becomes prayer, and our hearts forget where one ends and the other begins.
So come closer, my muse, let the distance burn away.
Since I saw you, my voice has been captive beneath the spell of your beauty..
waiting only for your breath
to set it free……
I was hoping this would be a “Linus went home!” post and instead it’s a “Linus’s potential adopters didn’t want him so he’s back on the market!” post.
Linus has come a long, long way from his feral start to life and very much enjoys the luxuries of an indoor home.
URGENT💥 We’ve been contacted about an injured cat in Brooklyn... Cleary there’s no time to waste, so we offered our help immediately. Hope we’re not too late. Updates to follow. To help us help this cat please donate by clicking the link in our BIO 💥REPOST💥 #nyc#newrescue