The Morning Coffee

It is a jungle. A compilation of cluttering unsaid thoughts, waiting to be organized. In seek of perfect words to fit, the lust of sharing ideas

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Would you miss me if my soul wanders about looking for its temple?

traveler to a lover

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how to describe color to a blind person?

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And at that moment I’ve realised, I am falling in love again

our very first date

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Don't drag me down to the depths of your hell

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I guess it feels too haunting that we might die not accomplishing anything

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A great mind, speaks for itself.

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If marriage made you think that way, I guess you have married the wrong man.

To my mom who keeps ranting about marriage

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Long Distance Relationship

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If love is an immeasurable thing, why do we count years and months?

midnight thoughts (ideas about anniversaries and “monthsaries”)

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Dear angels, Could you protect me from all the demons living inside of me?

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"How could I let go of unfinished dreams but not of you?"

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Someone had turned you into this

and I hope you know, it’s you. 

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You are a flesh of walking words.

And I've always needed a dictionary

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You made me love myself through you. Now, how could I love myself without you?

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I need love to keep me sane.

"Why do you have the need to find a lover after every heartbreak?"