burned-astra

She/her. Queer. 25 years old. Random thoughts, open letters and online diary

[kelogsloops]

dreamers #brbchasingdreams

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[ruhlare]

i think deciding to love someone continually is like reading the same book again, but each time finding a different line that hits deep and makes you think about something you didn't realize before. and you decide to read it again and again, knowing you'll never get enough of it, knowing you'll always find something new about them to love.

[ever-vale]

I can't quite believe that if we didn't meet on that specific day, if you didn't come to this hang out, our path would never had crossed. We got so close to miss each other, on more than one occasion, more than one way. Damn, I'm so greatful for you

[ever-vale]

Now you say you love me like it's a fact, the most known piece of knowledge in the Universe. As sure as the Earth spins around the Sun. Now you say you love me and it grounds me as sure as gravity. Now you say you love me, and suddenly, the world is slower, softer, prettier. Now you say you love me, and when I look deep in your eyes, there is no place for doubt anymore, our love bigger than the whole sky

[ever-vale]

It’s mesmerizing to me how lucky i got. To meet you. That we finally make it work. That this exist. That we exist

[heartstringhostage]

Daily writing prompt:

What’s the trait you value most about yourself?

I read. People leave me, and I do not immediately replace them. I burn through books instead.

I read. People don't care about me enough to leave, so I burn the bridge myself and I wait for my blisters to heal while stacking dozens of books in my nightstand. Not by catapulting myself to anyone who will have me, or offer a shoulder to cry on, an ear, arms, or something else entirely...

I read. They stab me and tell me it is my fault, and I go under the covers and hug a ghost hand, writing the same experience 300 years ago.

I write. They tell me who I am, but I do not listen. Instead, I write. I read enough to be filled with ink, but not thoughts. I write.

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[heartstringhostage]

Our café

16 september. 7:30

Clean. Back straight. Sat across from me

in our café, but could be anywhere:

edge of my bed, beach, bar, train.

Clean, sharp stare, & I come apart

at the seams. No, not like that:

my edges blur and disintegrate.

The body, that is, my heartstrings

loop around him, as I wring my rag

of a heart for this man,

clean. I repeat. I shake out

coins from my piggy bank

mind, I hand him the blank

paper of my ribcage memories.

Here, a pen (rewrite me). A key.

If the world insists to be a prison, I

at least pick my guard (what

a word; what is he protecting

me from?) my protector. I mean,

god. he is still staring & I am

vapor and rope. He knows.

He knows everything. I ask him:

Should we watch another episode later?

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[ever-vale]

I think for the first time in my life I am truly in love. And it is way better than I thought

[ever-vale]

We're slowly reaching out to the time of the year when you disappeared last time. It had been barely 2 months of knowing you. Now it's gonna be 4 months, holidays together, consistent communication and showing up

Talk about a plot twist

[ever-vale]

If someone told me 6 months ago, what would happen, I actually would have believed it

Everybody would have call me a delusional fool

But I knew it

I knew you'd come back, knew you would be important and this amazing

[ever-vale]

He keeps showing me that i don't need to be scared and anticipating every reaction. Just trust myself and trust him

[ever-vale]

I feel so lucky we're getting this 2nd chance

He's not perfect, it's not easy

But he's everything

[ever-vale]

He's so pretty

[ever-vale]

It feels like a damn romcom

It's cliché but fuck i love this

[ever-vale]

No one ever looked at me how he does

[ever-vale]

It amazes me how this can feel so new and familiar. Both so strong and a little fragile

[ever-vale]

From all the universes, I can't believe we're in the one in which you're back

Feeling very lucky all of a suden