Lift her veil
of symbolism
kiss her between
her metaphors

#poetry #blueskyrelay #veil

I waited.
Not in place—
but in heart.
Hoping you'd look back,
find me
where we left off.
But you never did.
And I knew:
you weren’t
waiting for me.
Still,
I waited.
And broke
in the same place
twice.
— Calethra of the Unreturned Hours

#poetry

Some friendships
don’t stay lost.
They circle back,
wearing familiar smiles.
But time reshapes hearts—
and sometimes
what returns
feels lonelier
than what was left behind.
— Calethra of the Faded Bond

#poetry #quietgoodbyes #softregrets

If I spoke everything I feel, would you finally understand my quiet?

#softquestions

Some say words
cut deep—
but silence
has sharper teeth.
It doesn’t argue,
doesn’t explain.
It just
leaves you
alone
with all the questions
it never cared
to answer.
— Calethra of the Unspoken Ache
#poetry #quietpain #unspoken

Everything is terrible.
Have a bunny.

Weekends feel like
soft magic—
I move,
I laugh,
I have my people close.
And just as I settle into joy,
it slips away.
So lovely.
So
ephemeral.
— Calethra of the Fleeting Light
#ephemeralmoments #softwritting #poetry #weekendpoetry

The walls breathe heavy
when I stay too long.
Even a meal
in someone else’s house
feels like freedom—
a small kindness
that costs nothing,
but means
everything.
— Calethra of the Quiet Escape
#poetry #emotionalwritting #

Each day,
she gives me
a little piece
of who she is—
a wag,
a fear,
a glance that asks,
“Can I trust you?”
And I always answer:
“Yes.”
Until she believes it
without asking.
— Calethra of the Gentle Bond
#poetry #emotionalwritting #petbond

They say they care,
but when I ask for time,
they weigh it in miles,
fuel,
cost.
“It’s not worth the trip,”
they say—
as if I were a store,
not a soul
waiting by the window,
hoping to matter
enough.

— Calethra of the Distant Vale

I love to make people laugh

I also love to make people cry

You know, for balance

Yin and yang shit.