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[darlingdolly444]

like the moon,

i’m wide awake,

full of dreams of white roses,

waiting for the morning

the way flowers wait for the sun,

certain that one day

something beautiful will find me too.

[darlingdolly444]

i hope i was created just for you.

not in the way the stories promise,

where fate ties ribbons around our wrists,

and every ending is already written.

but i only dream that every version of me

was becoming the one

that would finally find you.

because i cannot believe

that every lonely thing i have ever carried

was meant to end

without your name

softly answering mine.

[darlingdolly444]

talk to me in my dreams.

find me somewhere impossible, where nothing has to be explained and no one has to leave.

we’ll speak as though we’ve never learned the language of goodbye, and morning can keep pretending it knows us better.

until then, i’ll settle for the version of you that only exists with my eyes closed.

[darlingdolly444]

you’ve got your teeth in me,

and no amount of distance dulls the bite.

maybe this was always my fate,

to carry the shape of your mouth.

[darlingdolly444]

someone must tend the garden of almosts,

the place where things that never happen go on pretending they might.

each morning, i water empty soil and watch silence climb the trellis until it covers everything i meant to become.

there are no roses here, only pale stems reaching for a sun that always seems to belong to someone else.

the birds refuse to nest, yet they circle overhead as though remembering a season i somehow misplaced.

i walk the narrow paths, counting unopened buds, collecting the names of futures that vanished before they learned my face.

by evening, the whole garden smells of rain that never falls.

still, i lock the gate gently,

convinced that tomorrow something impossible will remember the way back.

[darlingdolly444]

little peach. 🖤

[darlingdolly444]

oh, how i wish to remain yours forever.

i need no one else, only you.

[darlingdolly444]

you're what i adore the most,

like the moon hanging low outside my window,

your name on my lips,

and your voice in my veins.

[darlingdolly444]

let me sink into your darkness

like it was made to hold me.

let me love you

violently, brutally,

with a devotion so deep

it bruises the soul.

[darlingdolly444]

[darlingdolly444]

there's nothing more i want than your heart, and i won't pretend it's something softer.

i want it in the plainest way possible.

yours,

and not anyone else's.

[darlingdolly444]

wild and sweet,

i was made for wanting you.

for the ache of it,

for never getting enough.

i’m blood drunk off of you,

and still starving.

[darlingdolly444]

forget me nots grow best

in places touched by grief,

small blue mouths

whispering stay to things already leaving.

i think that's why i loved you so much,

because even as a child

i could feel you slipping away from me.

i press your name

between the pages of me

like a dying flower,

hoping memory can make something last.

but grief is cruel like that.

keeping people alive

just enough to haunt you.

[darlingdolly444]

kiss me until i forget everything, but that i’m yours.

[darlingdolly444]

i was made of petals and lace,

or something close to it.

it doesn't show itself at first.

but you're the only one

who notices

how my love

still bleeds through.

[darlingdolly444]

i think if i disappeared completely,

the world would keep breathing as if i were never more than a quiet thought,

slipping softly through someone’s mind and fading before it could stay.

i would call out your name, but it would pass through you,

like wind moving through an empty room,

unseen and unfelt,

until i became something weightless,

lingering only in the space where i once was.

a ghost, still loving, still reaching,

still hoping that one day

someone might turn around

and say they heard me.

[darlingdolly444]

slowly i unravel like a flower in bloom,

petal by petal, like something unseen is pulling me open.

and i keep thinking someone will notice,

the way i’m softer now,

the way i don’t hold myself the same.

but it’s quiet.

and i stay like this anyway,

open a little too long,

just in case someone finally sees.