I see us reflected in stories that arenāt ours
It scares the hell out me
I try to know that they arenāt how the pages will turn
Yet I still dream
And in those stories I see
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I see us reflected in stories that arenāt ours
It scares the hell out me
I try to know that they arenāt how the pages will turn
Yet I still dream
And in those stories I see
conformity seems to bring others joy but I think it would kill me
itās such a strange thing to perceive a future where we all return to the soil
I will always be who I was and who I will never be
every teardrop is proof that youāre human <3
Itās ok to feel big emotions, even if you feel so small
I do not believe in a place after death.
Sometimes I wish I did.
If only so I could see my dog again.
Every now and then I go back to the courtyard
There was so many signs that I was losing you
Iām sorry
I became your Saturnās rings
You didnāt mean me to be
I canāt be mad at you for shining
It wasnāt your fault that you blinded me
how can I miss you when youāre right there?
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your sunlight has become too bright
sharp pinpoints stab my heart
even when you are looking away
Itās hard when every failed crush seems to confirm the idea of being unlovable
I hope when death comes it sounds like my old dogās claws on the hardwood floor
Dogs have always been so much easier to talk to
We are born from stardust and molded by every person we meet