I kinda feel like I'm getting bad again : <
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YOU ARE THE REASON

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@acupofteaandstargazing
I kinda feel like I'm getting bad again : <
if this is love then why is it making me cry?
in this big vast world, amongst billion other people, I know for sure if by chance we cross path again one day in an unknown future, my heart would recognise you, and it would beat hard for you, and I know your heart will feel it too. Just like what I once told you, that between us, there exists an invisible string that's tying me to you. For that I know this is what we call love.. even if we walk in two opposite path, the love I have for you will never last.
“The silence is the worst part of any fight, because it’s made up of all the things we wish we could say, if only we had the guts.”
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“Je crois que les meilleures histoires sont celles qui vous donnent l’impression de continuer à exister quelque part, dans leur espace à elles.”
— La mer sans étoiles, Erin Morgenstern, Sonatine, 2020, p. 602
With every slightest scattered pieces of my broken heart, I will always love you.
At the end of the day, when I look into myself, I see the roots of why things go wrong.
Et si tu aimeras quelqu'un d'autre, je serai heureuse pour toi.
and what does the "I miss you" means when it is so difficult to get two people reunited
if one day you find this tumblr account of mine, just do not be surprised that all i write about here is nothing and no one else but you!
i discover life without you and I still prefer those of when you took part in it. in short i miss you so much.
You told me in your letters that you left part of you in this little place. Could that be the reason why I move there now? To collect part of you that lingers and stays here. Because I refuse time to advance completely and leaving you as part of memories in the past.
the fact is, as much as I want us to survive all this unbearable distance, I can't neglect your need and desire for longing. It would be cruel of me to do.
I wish I could be the cure to ease up your pain. But with the stretching distance involved in between, I think, only wishing to be it, without any real impact happening, will only craft the wound deeper. It is like telling a comforting lies. Dressing it up in a pretty golden wrapper with ribbon, yet slowly got rotten by time