Excerpt From a Book You'll Never Write

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[juansendizon]

“Learn to be a cloud in someone’s rainbow. Be the soft force of nature that encourages someone to grow.”

— juansen dizon

[lovesacrificehonor]

We will remember this forever.

[excerptfromabookyoullneverwrite]

I looked at the sun, it’s rays softly illuminating all that was in their way. And I thought of you. I looked at the rain: first a slight drizzle, then slowly increasing to the point where a white curtain of water shrouded my eyes. And I thought of my love for you. I looked at the falling leaves, coloring the dull pavements and the grey streets with their different hues: orange, yellow and red. And I thought of how colorful my life had become after I’d met you. Then winter came. I looked at the snow, the delicate flakes falling onto my hands, sending a chill down my spine. I looked at the bleak world through the frosted glass of my window. And I thought of how cold and dark it had become after you’d left. But soon, when the seasons changed again and the cycle continued, I looked up at the clear blue sky and realized that it didn’t matter; you were gone, but I was still alive, breathing. I was stronger than I’d ever been before. And for once, I thought of myself.

S.M.

@artiseok

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[excerptfromabookyoullneverwrite]

I believe that the stars have souls. I believe that their place in the sky is the output of their energy, their wholeness. Each night, I watch the stars with wide eyes, intensely staring at the creation of their light. The sky is the spirit of existence, the showcase of love and truth and life. That night, the stars were especially bright. We laid on our backs in the grass, his arm wrapped around my waist, my head propped on his shoulder. The twinkle in his eyes matched the twinkle of the constellations. The air was thick with an overwhelming sense of peace, so foreign to me in the world of text tones and LED screens. Our breaths were aligned, heavy, together. Our souls were conjoined with the stars, each body listening intuitively to the other. In that moment, the stars shot across the sky, and he kissed me with the force of the moon and the passion of the sun.

merdy22

@merdy22

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[excerptfromabookyoullneverwrite]

people describe me as prickly, abrasive, as a compliment.  i am who i am. life has taught me that pretending to be a person that makes others feel comfortable only makes me sicker. so i may be a porcupine, but if you deserve it i'll put down my quills and let you stroke me.  let you see how soft i truly am underneath it all.

uniqueradiance

[excerptfromabookyoullneverwrite]

i wanted to give you the world- and everything in mine and you chose a mediocre love instead   i wanted to tell you that you deserve everything good in the world

hiba.s poetry

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[longliveuslove]

the woman you’re becoming will cost you people, relationships, spaces, and material things.

choose her over everything

[longnightsandsambuca]

Loving someone who isn’t meant for you breaks your soul.

- C. H.

[vomitingwords]

“It aches everywhere.” she said. “And I don’t know what to heal first.”

My heart would be the last. //ma.c.a

[purplebuddhaquotes]

“Silence is always beautiful, and a silent person is always more beautiful than one who talks.”

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

[sunsetico-deactivated20250705]

“i used to think life would be better spent if alone. no strings, no attachment, no suffering. but then, life itself moved me towards people who changed my mind. people who made me believe that this life of mine would be much nicer, much worthy if i had some company. people who care, stand by me and are there for me. the same way i have come to be there for them.”

— best friends.

[purplebuddhaquotes]

“You’ll never be able to find yourself if you’re lost in someone else.”

— Colleen Hoover

[smspoetry]

“his fists shattered all of the mirrors in our bedroom - i’m not allowed to see my worth. his bloodstained hands made a necklace around my throat and he wouldn’t give me jewelry if i just showed some respect.”

— smspoetry

[lifeinpoetry]

“& by the time i’m sixteen \ i know how to put the fires out \ i know that ruin is what honey does \ as well as what he does it unto \ that love is both the wound \ and what he used to make it.”

— Yves Olade, from “Honey,” published in Vagabond City

[lohver]

you deserve to never have to guess how much you mean to somebody.

[untamedunwanted]

“Listen to me, girl, you have castles inside your bones, coronets in your heart, if he threatens you with battle, you raise him a whole war, the last time I checked, Queens cower before no man.”

— Nikita Gill

[quotethat]

“Do not fight your negative emotions. Observe and befriend them.”

— Haemin Sunim, The Things You Can See Only When You Slow Down