Beyondstars

For you,I'd steal the stars

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If it doesn't liberate you . If it doesn't feel like your chest is so open that a whole universe could emerge from it and all it will be made of love that they filled you up with then it is not for you .

Don't be small or shrink away for love itself is limitless and when two people hold it carefully and intentionally it becomes so powerful that nothing survives but the wholeness of your being .

Don't know shy away from the roads that are too soft and have all the scenery you made up when you were kid because this is what we live for . A grand love , the soft road , the strong soul and hands held for a lifetime .

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And you have engraved yourself in my soul so deep that even in your absence my whole world speaks to you .

I still walk over the footsteps you left , I might never reach you but I will live the way of you.

And it is beautiful ,being tied to you in a way that nobody can see and hear that every heartbeat of mine belongs to you .

It wasn't the love of centuries ,it was the way I came into existence ,it was the way I learn to breathe in every life slowly filling my lungs with air of you.

Do you think it is hard for me ? I would do it again for thousands of times .

So come like first of snow ,every winter

Find me wrapped in the blanket of love you left behind .

Come back to me like first of love

Let me fall for you every time .

Ayana

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If it doesn't liberate you . If it doesn't feel like your chest is so open that a whole universe could emerge from it and all it will be made of love that they filled you up with then it is not for you .

Don't be small or shrink away for love itself is limitless and when two people hold it carefully and intentionally it becomes so powerful that nothing survives but the wholeness of your being .

Don't know shy away from the roads that are too soft and have all the scenery you made up when you were kid because this is what we live for . A grand love , the soft road , the strong soul and hands held for a lifetime .

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He keeps pressing his hands deeper into mine like he wants to merge it together and I cannot stop staring at his eyes when he listens to me so cautiously like if he missed a word the heavens would get angry . I never knew love could feel so present at every moment. He runs his fingers through every visible vein of mine like he wants to draw a map out of it that can finally take him home . I feel lost and he guides me like the only star that can exist in my whole sky. I never knew love could shine so brightly for me. Am I lost or am I on my way home . He talks about love like he had known it for centuries and still wants to hold me for a lifetime because that's how I exist in his world " Love " . He talks about bright rooms , the empty halls , howling winds and how when we laugh together every deep word loses its meaning for the moment .

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A whole world is gone by and I couldn't take steps. What if I move and the sky tries to take away all the love I held for you . What if the roads try to swallow the journey of my heart towards you . Did you listen to my heartbeats or were you running too fast to make the sense of melody my heart played.

Why must I move and stop talking about it when all I feel is you . Why must I let go of the hand that helped me breathe so many times. A whole life can pass by . I stand because you do it for me every time.

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If you know how many writers have a fictional ending to their real life stories you would know that humans were meant to turn pain into happiness . They were meant for a happy ending and to hold hands till the end. When one doesn't have one they create it in the easiest way they know. They make a story and art out of it. They make their time and life worthwhile and you know what is the saddest of it all , they will do it all over again even after knowing how the reality ends . It is like they are saying -

I will let it hurt me right now , then I will just sleep and cry and maybe write about it till I reach the right ending where I don't get hurt and I don't sleep or write again .

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In my world everything else exists because you do and if that is not enough I think I can crack open my ribs for a second for you and show you what a beautiful home I have built for you .

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"I talk to the moon because you exist"

Isn't this how the stories ends?

The one with the moon

and other in eyes ,

What is so poetic in all these lines?

The moon , eyes or you ?

"I write because you loved to read "

For once I am hoping words are enough to carry both of us back home .

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If there existed another me in this world , it would exactly feel like you and I do not say this because of the longing of a soft heart but how strongly my soul recognises you.

Another me will always be you .

AA🌻

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"And even if the centuries passed and nobody remembers that we existed ,I have already told the sky about the star you hide in your eyes "

Of all the people and stars ,it will always be you .

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If it doesn't liberate you . If it doesn't feel like your chest is so open that a whole universe could emerge from it and all it will be made of love that they filled you up with then it is not for you .

Don't be small or shrink away for love itself is limitless and when two people hold it carefully and intentionally it becomes so powerful that nothing survives but the wholeness of your being .

Don't know shy away from the roads that are too soft and have all the scenery you made up when you were kid because this is what we live for . A grand love , the soft road , the strong soul and hands held for a lifetime .

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I think sometimes when our brain is so habituated of pain and suffering it learns to run away just through any means that seems possible to it . I wonder if these biases of your brain ever leave us or the sudden downfall we go through even when you are doing everything to remain enact and choose better and do better. All the way you push yourself does get us out of it but still it feels like there is always a rope that keeps pulling . Isn't it an advantage for healthy people who don't go through shit have over us? Are there really people who are just living without something pushing them down like every moment they breathe ?if there are I think I am really happy for them. I just wonder about it whenever I have relapses in the old patterns and things that I consciously avoid so much but somedays I just cannot . I look for putting all these behind me in many ways. More than one should do . Do you think if someone is watching they would blame me for being weak ? Or they would laugh at the attempts of being somewhere else other than this ? I have seen people going through things and then becoming sad . But why was I sad from the day I remember . There were small things all over my life that i might not have let go . I try so hard but I think your sensitivity does come in between it. I tell myself again tomorrow again ...again and again and I do what I decide. I never fall short of the promises I made to myself and I am proud of myself for it but again there is day and day where I couldn't and then it is just gone. The satisfaction , the lover in me , I get hurt . I just think a kind person is looking over me like my baba and no other that would make me feel a little better about myself .There might be more Tomorrow where I do not fail. Where all of us who are trying to not fail .

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To the quietest corner of my soul where the stars still shine when I talk about the world like i have met every person and been to every place that has ever existed .

The world is in the chaos of asking and running behind everything that passes by . People keep looking for something ...something that might never exist and talk so highly about it . I don't understand the need to be and have anything special at every moment in life.

How come the people you have around is never enough and people far away are worth the look of longing ? How come people forget the art of appreciation ?

The smallness of humans is scary . Every expression is an attack and every word is a myth . Every effort is a death and every choice is an investment . Every other being is so different that it would never fit in what we want so it doesn't need to exist . The brutality of the human heart is terrifying .

To the corners of the world where flowers still grow because someone loves the fragrance please keep existing . To the heart of a child who loves to eat at home and in a calm place please keep existing .

It might not be the world for you . But one day there will be people who will build a world for you .

Slowly .

Ayana .

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And if last time I am the one you remember while the first snow falls once again I hope the cold never reaches your heart. I hope my name leaves a warmth in your heart and whenever you say my name it spreads through everything you touch.

I hope you fall in love with the first snow again . I hope you meet the first love and there is always something to hold onto when you do so . I hope the space in between your hands is never enough to keep you away from holding them but if one day you can't and it becomes too cold and distance chokes you again, I hope you have someone you can come back home to.

I hope this time is the last time you look at snow and remember something.

Ayana

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