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love is brave.
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I blinked and lost you
time stopped behaving like time
it became weather
a single endless day of ache
and then I blinked again
six months had passed
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he ruined entire years for me. every time i see a memory from 2017, 2018, 2019, my mind immediately goes: where were you? and suddenly i’m full of rage.
the strange part is i remember every thoughts i had of him more vividly than anything else: what i was wearing, precisely what i was thinking, the streets i was walking by. like my brain archived him more carefully than it archived me.
his eyes never asked to be seen,
but they were
to me,
everything vast and unspoken.
like remembering a dream
they didn’t need sunlight
to shine for me
even only in the dark,
i knew them by heart.
Old dirt road on a hot August morning.
“Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together? Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences.”
— (via bl-ossomed)
I was about to have the most important walk of my life
how pretty the nights were
and love would linger around the city, expecting us to find it
stars aligned for a second, and we did.
our eyes met— instant soul recognition
i remember the air felt different, like it noticed us too
“Maybe we’ll meet again, when we’re slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me. But right now I am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.”
— (via bl-ossomed)
Update: we reconnected, thought we had time, and lost it again.
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