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You’ll never convince me that this wasn’t a carefully calculated plan.
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If the rooster stopped shrilling into the morning light, would the sun still rise?
If birds stopped their singing, would the world keep spinning?
If the moon went away, would love stop being?
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It's the people who so far read tumblr posts on Pinterest, insta, Twitter and finally decided to join
My favourite kind of thing in people learning a second or third language is the sliding scale of formality that you never notice before you hear someone using words that aren't wrong, they very consicely describing the matter at hand, but not in a way that a native person would say it.
Like you've just moved somewhere and are having guests over for the first time, and you know your cat is going to be a pushy little shit, and now you have to figure out how to warn people about that. And you know exactly the words you'd use in your own language, but you've never heard them here, so you pick up a dictionary, look up the exact words, learn how to pronounce them, compose the sentence and tweak it until the grammar is perfectly correct, and then memorise it, so you have it prepared.
And then next day you're letting people in and it's been exactly 30 seconds before little Masha is inside someone's purse, hat, shirt, or altogether managing to be in every single person's personal space at the same time, and you take out the sentence you composed: "Pardon, the cat is inevitable."
This is golden, and partly why I did my best to watch movies while learning a language lol
Sometimes I look at the shit i write and wonder where all this drama came from
Nothingness fills me
I am empty, I am no more.
I know how your steps sound, i know your knock, i can hear your voice in my head when I think of you, I can recall you smell, your eyes, your face.
But at which point does "to be known" become "to be feared" instead of "to be loved"?
My love is quiet
So quiet it feels private
I often wonder why it is so silent,
Do they hear my love?
Do my friends hear it?
I try to riot
Against the quiet
But i can't break it
It's too comfortable, safe...
I just want them to know it
I do love you
But my love is quiet, and from afar...
My happiness was vacuumed
My good mood wiped out
My peace is on a thether
And my sanity is hanging on by a hair
I long for wings to take me far
I long for peace and an easy heart
I had them, and i still do
But they're weak and young
And their legs tremble
I keep trying to keep them up
But then they come
Buldozering through my hard work
They put them down.
You...
I was lost and then I saw you
I was wandering aimlessly
Aimlessly in the darkness of my thoughts
But you, oh you
My guiding hand, shone through
You brought me clarity,
Wiped away the fog, oh my dear
My thoughts are now sharp
With purpose they are filled
You are the light I follow
But we are both trapped in the dark
Let me help, oh, let me raise you up
Let me be your beacon
Let me be your light
Let me in, let me through
Your thick defenses, your high walls
I won't hurt you, baby
I will nurse your heart, and caress it
Let me love you
Let me show you what love can be
Be my partner and I'll be your light
Be my light and I will keep your fire burning
Stand by me and we will thrive
But if not, then that's all right
Don't feel bad, sweet love of mine
I will still be yours
Even as a friend
My heart belongs to you
My thoughts are filled with your smile
Take these awkward verses and put them somewhere safe
Hide away my feelings
And we will go on as if nothing was amiss
But if you wish, take them to heart
And accept my preposition
Let me be yours, and I will sing and dance and write
Let me be yours, and we shall cuddle into the night
Let me call asleep safely in your arms
And I will cradle your heart and protect your soul
Let me be your one, and I shall give you all I have
Have my soul, have my heart, have my life, have my breath
Have anything you wish
Crush me to pieces
As long as when I go your face is the last I see
Loneliness anew
'Tis an odd thing, loneliness
Since it is so felonious
By nature, as it poisons you
Fills your soul and makes you blue
And blue is all you see
You get so used to that view
And when you finally feel fullness too
A sharp pain fills you ,
Your breath like glue
Makes your lungs fill with goo
It takes it as a cue
To fill you with taboo
Anxiety, and Poo
Makes you feel so blue
Once you're lonely anew.
A lonely soul, standing under the Moonlight
Looking towards the Moon as I write
Oh she is such a delight!
Clenching my heart so tight,
I am filled with frostbite
As my tears run slowly shining in the twilight.
I am filled with great loneliness, this awful blight!
I am not alone, that is right...
But oh my dear, there's no delight
As my heart is lonely in this Light
And my mind in on a flight.
It must be some oversight!
Being quite the hermaphrodite
One would not expect such a lonely sight!
I should be getting all the light!
Love shouldn't leave my sight!
It should follow me out of spite!
Am I not deserving of companionship?
Am I destined for loneliness?
The unexplained yearning that fills me, leaves my heart painfully lonely, and my mind running.
If only I could begin to explain!
How I sit thinking of that feeling.
Trying to grasp its provenience.
But I am still here, thinking, my thoughts without end.
I looked at them and my mind started to weave poems.
They are my moon. My light in the dark, my guiding hand. My companion.
I have days when I don't sit by them, and yet they're always on my mind.
I stare at them in wonder. I gaze at their face as their features shift into a wide smile.
My heart is at rest with them. I'm at home. I'm safe. I'm loved.
And I told him he's my sun. He asked what I meant so I explained:
"You make me feel warm and cozy, you caress my soul, but at times irritate me, I couldn't live without you, and yet sometimes I can't stand you. I love you, you're my life source, my happiness, but you're so strong you sometimes make me feel the need to seek a place away from you. I always know you are close, and feel cold whenever you're gone."