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@dearest-stardust
i hope you find peace, friendship, happiness, and everything you’ve ever dreamed of. i hope you know you are so loved. i hope you know how much you matter. i hope you never give up on your dream. i hope that you live to see another day. i hope you know you’re worth more than the stupid opinions of others. i hope you know that there is beauty and strength in every fibre of your being. i hope you know that you are not alone, and that i will always be here for you.
it's pathetic how much i miss you when you've been gone for barely a week, when you were barely in my life for longer than a few days.
in a lot of pain tonight and i don't know what to do about it. i can't remember how to speak anymore, even. i haven't been this depressed in years
Actually, you are enough. Even if you don’t work. Or study. Or go out. Or have friends. Or have family. You’re enough because you exist and your existence is enough to be enough because you are not a product. You are not a sum of output. You are not a task to complete. But because you are something the universe wanted and put here even if you’ll never understand why. Somewhere in the cosmos your existence makes a difference, even if it’s not the way others existences do.
time passes by, but the body keeps score.
echoes
month after tireless month / the same old dance / rinse and repeat / doesn't it ever get old? / i miss you / i don't, anymore / or do i? a song comes on the radio / a single note, just one line / and suddenly i am back there again / underneath you, beside you / watching your hands on me / playing me like a piano, or a stringed instrument / how skillful you are / guiding such sweet tones from me that even i didn't know possible / i wonder if my voice still echoes in your ears / the way the ghost of your touch still lingers on my skin / as the way my body holds the memory of that writhing dance you would coax out of me
it's been a while since i thought of you
as i lay in bed at night, imagining sharing it with another, but not entirely true;
because when others tell me what they'd do to my body and share any slightest detail about their own,
it's always you i think of first when i imagine what it should make me feel,
how i'd react and what i would do to them if i could;
but they aren't you.
something so sad and obvious;
nothing i ever experience could ever come close to what i never had with you
I think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them.
I hope that you know how special you are, that you carry magic and stardust in your veins, that you are so beautifully part of this world — and that I am grateful you are here.
guess I'll always be a girl that's been hopelessly in love these past 15 years.
(C.B)(1.6.19)
I hope that you know how special you are, that you carry magic and stardust in your veins, that you are so beautifully part of this world — and that I am grateful you are here.
Nothing slapped my shit back into place like someone pointing out that the "genius gifted child with so much potential who got burnout and mental illness" is just the nerd equivalent to the jock "could have been a pro at sportsball if it wasn't for the injury".
when night falls and the shadows start to come back again, i keep clinging to the idea of you and me at the end, watching the sunset together as we grow old. and even if that ending never becomes reality, at least let me cherish what we did have during the short time that we had.
