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[micaamenez]

I miss you―the way you laugh over average jokes. How you are carefree and excited about what’s not yet there. I miss the way you’re so full of passion and compassion. How you don’t care about making mistakes because you have all the time in the world to correct them. I miss the way your confidence set the stage. How your drive takes you places you’ve never been before.

I miss the way you’re out there, willing to learn and unlearn—willing to see where your dreams will take you. You were so young, skipping through life's meadows. I miss the way you savored the weightlessness of your existence.

And now, the new version of yourself is tired, has veered off course, and is just here to survive rather than make the most of your time. I know you’re lonely, and you wish you could pull out your old brave self to let go of your inhibitions and not worry about making mistakes.

And it’s ironic to feel this way.

I miss you, but I am you.

- Mica Meñez | missing you

[micaamenez]

And what scares me is that nobody has seen me the way you did—the way I break easily. The way I love deeply. The way I trust scarcely. And still, despite showing you my true self, the universe will still find a way to keep us apart, so we'll spend the future not living under the same roof forever.

And I don't know what scares me the most when I think about what you'll do about the things you knew about me,

—easily forget them or spend a lifetime remembering them.

- mica meñez

[micaamenez]

There is nothing more beautiful than looking in the mirror and realizing you no longer hate yourself.

Mica Meñez

[micaamenez]

I was once the life of the party, always the all-out one. And now, nobody understands how much anger and disappointment it took me to finally see myself being driven to all the dead-ends of my patience. Nobody understands the amount of hurt it took me to stop seeing the world the way I used to.

- Mica Meñez | left empty-handed

[perfectfeelings]

“Strange how you could barely know a person and they were still able to bring out the worst in you.”

— Sarah Dessen, Once and for All

[erisedprincess]

[metamorphesque]

i don't pay attention to the world ending. it has ended for me many times and began again in the morning.

― Nayyirah Waheed, Salt

[micaamenez]

"In trying my best to shed you away from your little and occasional rains, I failed to remember that I, myself, have my own storms too."

- Mica Meñez

[micaamenez]

I love too much that when they leave, I ask myself where I went short and not why they were discontented. I love too much that when they say it was all my fault that I tolerated them, I will nod my head and say they are right.

- mica meñez

[meanwhilepoetry]

If you feel unwanted as a child, you will think yourself a monster unworthy of love and do anything, absolutely anything to prove to people that they should love you. Even a morsel of love is enough if you are unwanted. You’ll take the crumbs and say thank you.

[meanwhilepoetry]

The first time our eyes met across a crowded room, it was not love at first sight. Love did not grab me by the throat. Instead when I looked at you, I saw the flowers in the meadow I used to play in as a child. What I mean to say is, every time I think of you, I remember the safest, most sacred place I ever knew. Every time I touch you, my whole body blossoms with wildflowers.

Nikita Gill

[meanwhilepoetry]

I'm just trying to become someone who the child inside me will not hate. I'm trying to be everything she needed and did not receive. She is so lonely still. It's not fair that she is so lonely still.

Nikita Gill

[micaamenez]

Just as much as I wanted to hear them say they loved me, I also found myself wanting to hear that they felt loved by me in return.

After all, that's all I wanted them to think of when they think of me—how my company could make them feel safe, how my love could embrace all their rough and soft edges. And how my existence has meaning because they also exist.

I want my love to be their comfort cove and a reason to also restore their faith in themselves. I want my love to help them, to shine in the darkest nooks of their lives.

And just as much as I wanted to be loved, I also wanted my love for them to be felt and to be within their purview, to be clear and reassuring. I want my love to save them and to let them know that they are worthy of being loved more.

I want my love to be one of the first few things they'll search for.

This is my purpose and I want to be remembered this way.

- Mica Meñez

[micaamenez]

My mind said I should let go as soon as I could.

My heart said everything takes time.

[micaamenez]

I miss the way you’re out there, willing to learn and willing to see where your dreams will take you. You were so young, skipping through life's meadows. I miss the way you savored the weightlessness of your existence. And now, the new version of yourself is tired, has veered off course, and is just here to survive rather than make the most of your time.

And it’s ironic to feel this way. I miss you, but I am you.

[micaamenez]

And in fits and starts, the more you keep your space unoccupied, the more room there is for you to breathe.

[quotemadness]

There will always be a person who looks like a poem the earth wrote to keep you alive.

Juansen Dizon