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[kurseodoe]

In my notes, I weave a tapestry for us: Meal plans crafted with care, whispers of our shared feast, Dates marked like constellations in our sky, Thoughts I yearn to share, each word a gentle brushstroke, Ideas unfurling, adventures waiting to be born, Recipes penned, both the triumphs and the trials. Each line, a love letter, a testament— I wrote for you, for us, in the language of dreams.

-Kurse O Doe

[kurseodoe]

Your track record for getting through bad days is 100% so far.

[kurseodoe]

Every dark night has given way to dawn—you're undefeated by the days you've faced.

[kurseodoe]

I miss you— the you that once was, the you that still shines when we are good. But the truth lingers, unshaken— it can all shift in a heartbeat, love scattered in fragments, never whole. And breadcrumbs were never meant to sustain a love like ours.

[kurseodoe]

I feel caught between the selves I become— the one I am in solitude, the one I am among others, and the one I become in love. The core of me remains, yet shifts, as if I could live a different life in the reflection of each world I step into.

[kurseodoe]

I cannot stay with this version of you, nor can I bear the version of me what's brought to life. And together, like this— we are something we were never meant to be.

[kurseodoe]

I am frustrated, disappointed, and aching with sorrow, because the dream you painted in golden hues— a future shimmering with promise— never became more than a mirage.

[kurseodoe]

All you longed for was a world where you and he could exist without the weight of compromise— to share a walk beneath the stars, to move in rhythm, side by side. But in the end, you learned the truth: he will dance beneath the same moon, his laughter echoing into the night— just never with you.

[kurseodoe]

There’s something restless, devouring, growing within us, a force that pulls me from myself. I lose my edges, unravel in your gravity, drawn into the earth of you, cultivating and captivating. Yet in the shadows, something lingers— a darkness waiting, watching, simmering beneath it all. We've never stood in the light long enough to escape it, and I fear that in loving you, I am losing me.

[kurseodoe]

ventually, the curtain must fall. Our paths, once entwined, now diverge— dreams no longer mirrored, values no longer shared. What once felt like harmony now hums with discord, and the joy we grasp at slips through our fingers like sand. Yes, we've danced in fleeting moments of laughter, but they vanish like echoes in an empty room. What remains is the weight of what no longer fits, a love that lingers in ache, not in light. It is time—time to release, to walk separate roads toward the peace we both deserve.

[kurseodoe]

I couldn't let you love me, I couldn't let you in, I couldn't let you see. Because that would mean that it's all over. Everything I worked so hard to hide would be revealed. And, it wasn't safe. I wasn't safe. I needed to be safe.

[marandsviet]

"Your absence can teach what your presence couldn't. Let the void speak your worth."

[kurseodoe]

I stare blankly, dissociation, and the freeze response take over. I know I'm supposed to do something - anything, at all. But, I can't. I can't feel. I can't do. And, I won't. I know the feeling all too well. The trapped, isolated, succumbed voice that screams deep inside. Yet, it's met with the hollow sound of the echo. I hear it in the distance, but I can't go yet. Just a little longer here, just a little while longer...

[kurseodoe]

I built an armoury around myself. I use my tongue to segment, sunder and divide the souls. I detect what I sense, and I draw at the ready.

[kurseodoe]

Did you know that deep down inside, I don't know. I don't know about myself, and I don't know about this world as much as I'd like. Sometimes I'm stupid, sometimes I'm smart, but I love how you accept me for all of my art.