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— Unknown
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“I’m learning to love the sound of my feet walking away from things not meant for me.”
— Unknown
A story in three poetic acts
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“There’s always a little truth behind “just kidding”, a little knowledge behind “I don’t know”, a little emotion behind “I don’t care”, and a little pain behind “It’s okay”.”
— Unknown
Daylight rise
Silhouetted the side of your face
Making it glow, golden
Yet I can still see the tears
On your eyes
When i said, this is the end.
The scene akin
To a beloved grave
Hidden beneath
Growing wildflowers
Like an ocean wave
Magnificent, majestic
As it swallows the surfer
Forever unseen.
Goodbye, my dear Jemima
Dearest Eloise
Beloved Pheobe
My Darling Chelsea
Words I've whispered
From long past
Yet as I hear you sob
I could never utter
Goodbye... my most loved
Jiarah.
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In all the ways,
I've been selfless.
Let this be my selfish wish,
Hope.
I hope you never find the love
I give with anyone else.
I hope my eyes haunt you
In every eyes you gaze...
I hope my laughter
Is a note you look for
In every timbre of her laugh.
I hope you are loved.
Just not in the way
We've loved.
Just not in the way I did.
Maybe then, it'll hurt
A little less.
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“I no longer have the energy for meaningless friendships, forced interactions or unnecessary conversations.”
— Joquesse Eugenia
What does it mean when someone says "Tamagochi but make it hot "
I've just started seeing color again,
started smiling again.
I've just started to dance
when I'm out for a run.
One day, one night,
you commented on a random post.
I thought it'd be funny
to slide into your DMs
and see if you had any balls.
It was only for fun.
It would've been fine
if we'd stayed friends.
But your heart was broken,
your ego bruised,
and I—
maybe I made you feel better.
You always called,
and I allowed it.
Sent me texts and little things.
Now you forget me
and ask for space.
Sure.
What's more space
than the sixteen kilometers
already standing between us?
You still say you love me,
but I don't see it.
I don't feel it.
And suddenly
everything turned grey.
I don't dance anymore.
Nor do I write.
And I feel alone,
like expensive china
forgotten in a cupboard.
And I wonder
how I got myself here.
He told me to not takw his distance personally that he is going through a lot of things on his end. His mind is not well.
And i am dying. He says he loves me but I am dying... and I want to see this through. I am just afraid who will I be at the end of the road.
I don't know how to revive this... or maybe I should just let it be? But letting it be feels a lot like letting go.
Fall seem to have come early,
Cold and desolate
Right around the bend
Winter is smoking
With a sneer on its lips.
Strange for its only been June.
Spring will retire and soon
Here comes summer.
But it awfully feels
A lot like fall.
I want to smile and be hot
But winter claws my heart.
Strange how you brought spring
And melted my snow
Only to bring the clouds
Where the sun
Should shine in.
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