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and I love how you’re forcing me to take things
s l o w with you
as if you’ve known I’ve spent most of my life running
in and out of flings and relationships
in search of a safe space to call home.
a marathon lover boy with no clear destination
and no sense of direction, yet pulled and mislead
toward any stray whisper of a wind current.
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the other night, while making dinner together
in my kitchen, in between laughter and smiles
you grabbed me by my favorite shirt
and pulled me in closely with conviction
and said “you’re pushing me away, take it easy”
in the softest tone, as if pleading to the smallest, most vulnerable parts of me.
“i need this to be a slow and passionate burn.”
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and if this was a prayer
to anyone who cared enough to listen
consider me a follower of your religion
ready to walk my way into your kingdom
with your permission and guidance.
Like the homie
Brenton Wood said
Take a Chance on Me
i wanna holds hands
the same way the moon
n the tide do—playfully
even when it’s rough
a lot of things are ending and a lot of things are beginning. I welcome it all.
This summer is going to bring healing, heightened intuition, extreme clarity, substantial growth and genuine happiness.
There'll be a moment when you realise you're 27 when yesterday you were just 17; and you wouldn't be able to tell how a decade passed away and your life got divided into before and afters. The fury of youth will subdue and nothing will really change but everything will feel different when you look at old photographs and blurry videos taken on cheap mobile phones. Scents will remind you of childhood and certain friends you don't talk to anymore, hangouts will become reunions and mom's burnt pie will become the best food you ever had. And I know on some days you won't be able to show anything of those 10 years but I hope you remember to breathe, and let go of the knot in your chest. I hope you go out in the sun and live a little, because tomorrow is 37.
Edit- I added the visualizer for this piece on my YT, check it out here
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned
It takes two by Steve McCurry
Letting go of habits that no longer serve me
being mindful of myself and those around me
loving myself the way no past partner ever has
I love getting to know this new version of me
i’d rather have real than nice any day
what’s the use in having someone who is nice to you all the time?
i’d rather have someone who is real, who yells when they’re mad, cries when they’re sad, acts out when they’re jealous or insecure or worried
instead of someone who only smiles, only stays calm, only avoids, only wants peace and quiet
i want peace too
but not at the expense of existing
and yes i want calm too
but not always, not when i’m feeling a million things at once, not when i’m falling in love, not when there’s a million words left unspoken still
so maybe i just don’t want one thing
maybe i want all of it,
i want someone who’s human,
someone who’s a million things at once
that would be more than okay for me
let a new life happen to you.
Some losses set you free.
Marie Howe, from Magdalene: Poems; “Walking Home”