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Soliloquy
“What does the future want me to do? My life has been nothing but a lie– Blinded by deception– or was it just me? If the truth only lives in my dreams Please, don’t wake me up Where pain is absent, happiness is present Because to dream– is reality’s escape Reality may be a lovely place But I don’t want to live there– As I wake up There is nothing for me to do or to fulfill Until the time I got the view From the sun as it sets beautifully Suddenly I remembered you, I remembered your eyes I know you’re there, eavesdropping my rants I always knew you were there– for me– thank you My inspiration and my loved one, I’ll say this to you now You’ll always be in my heart— Always“
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Kobe Bryant’s poem “Dear Basketball”?
Dear Basketball,
From the moment I started rolling my dad’s tube socks And shooting imaginary Game-winning shots In the Great Western Forum I knew one thing was real: I fell in love with you.
A love so deep I gave you my all — From my mind & body To my spirit & soul.
As a six-year-old boy Deeply in love with you I never saw the end of the tunnel. I only saw myself Running out of one.
And so I ran. I ran up and down every court After every loose ball for you. You asked for my hustle I gave you my heart Because it came with so much more.
I played through the sweat and hurt Not because challenge called me But because YOU called me. I did everything for YOU Because that’s what you do When someone makes you feel as Alive as you’ve made me feel.
You gave a six-year-old boy his Laker dream And I’ll always love you for it. But I can’t love you obsessively for much longer. This season is all I have left to give. My heart can take the pounding My mind can handle the grind But my body knows it’s time to say goodbye.
And that’s OK. I’m ready to let you go. I want you to know now So we both can savor every moment we have left together. The good and the bad. We have given each other All that we have.
And we both know, no matter what I do next I’ll always be that kid With the rolled up socks Garbage can in the corner :05 seconds on the clock Ball in my hands. 5 … 4 … 3 … 2 … 1
Love you always, Kobe
(from theplayerstribune.com)
Kobe 😞
People are more than just the way they look.
Madeleine L'Engle, A Wrinkle in Time (via wordsnquotes)
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You who suffer because you love, love still more. To die of love, is to live by it.
Victor Hugo, Les Misérables (via petrichour)
Most days it feels like I’m living in my dreams more than reality And when I come to terms with reality everything just tears me apart It’s terribly sad that I’d rather live inside my head than in the living breathing body I have
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Amen
If you’re reading this, if there’s air in your lungs on this November day, then there is still hope for you. Your story is still going. And maybe some things are true for all of us. Perhaps we all relate to pain. Perhaps we all relate to fear and loss and questions. And perhaps we all deserve to be honest, all deserve whatever help we need. Our stories are all so many things: Heavy and light. Beautiful and difficult. Hopeful and uncertain. But our stories aren’t finished yet. There is still time, for things to heal and change and grow. There is still time to be surprised. We are still going, you and I. We are stories still going.
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What is the point in forgiving if the mistakes keep repeating?
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I wonder when will I ever stop thinking about you everyday before I go to sleep, blaming myself for everything that happened.
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It hurts that I can be so full of him while he’s so empty of me.
David Levithan, Another Day (via quoted-books)
This is what love does: It makes you want to rewrite the world. It makes you want to choose the characters, build the scenery, guide the plot. The person you love sits across from you, and you want to do everything in your power to make it possible, endlessly possible. And when it’s just the two of you, alone in a room, you can pretend that this is how it is, this is how it will be.
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It was so much easier when I didn’t want anything. Not getting what you want can make you cruel.
Every Day by David Levithan (via quotemybooks)