Lexi Lefevre
@LexiIsAWriter
Writer/literary editor/blogger/vegetarian. In my free ti—Ooh, maple syrup! *ahem* I write YA, SF&F, Contemporary, poetry, Horror. 안녕하세요 My words are under my ©.
Hi. I'm a #writer. My job is to play make-believe with imaginary people before I kill them. I document everything. Luv, Lexi. #writerslife
She Looked Up I said it was just blue just space but she stood barefoot staring and grinning like it meant something. then the sky turned pink the clouds froze the sun held still like it knew her name. And for the first time I believed the sky might actually be watching her.
fog clings like longing, like cold fingers on skin, and shadows stretch wide where the sunlight can’t reach
My doubts, like loose threads, hang out at the hems of reason, deduction, and promise; ill-fitted for scissors still rusted where busted purpose made a camise out of my fabulous, well-fitted plans. I went feral at the hands of many brands of masters: seamstresses, and teachers;…
Je ne souhaite plus revoir ce que j'avais rêvé mais ce qui est réel Les larmes de contentement coulent doucement pour laver les fausses images les mensonges que nous nous racontons et qui ne nous mènent nulle part il suffit d'une seule larme de bonheur et la rivière fera le reste…
Whose name lingers on the breath still caged in your lungs, and who does your heart run to between the waking and dreaming hours?
traces of her linger like smoke in my breath, warm and unforgettable.
do not follow my footprints because you will only read the path that they paved and not the Love I engraved
if the second I text you back, you call me because you know I'm holding my phone... I will call the police.
The pain of pushing forward is temporary. The pain of regret lasts longer than you think. Choose your ache wisely.