octoberday

don't try to be someone else

[octoberday23]

we end where we begin.

never felt more free

without you.

[octoberday23]

love might be, indeed, not for me

[ur-daily-inspiration]

[flowerytale]

Marina Tsvetaeva, from "No one has taken anything away", Selected Poems

[octoberday23]

one year

to realise that i do not want you by my side

to accept that you are not the one

to lose my love for you

one year ago i cried my eyes out because i felt that my love for you will be gone one day

and today, one year layer,

my love for you is nowhere to be felt

i wish that we were different

i wish

a lot of things

my heart to stop worrying

my mind to stop wonder

and my lungs to breathe easily

i wish

to go back in time

to meet you again

to get the chance to love you again

right

with force

with purity

i wish

you to meet me again

to love me how i needed it

to love me sincerely

i wish

maybe

just maybe

to forget you soon

[aaresx]

Albert Camus, The Fall

[octoberday23]

i hope that 2023 will clear my head and heart

#9.01.2023

[metamorphesque]

― Ivan Bunin, The Collected Stories

[text ID: In October I confessed my love for her, and she allowed me to kiss her.]

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[octoberday23]

crying my soul out because i can’t accept that my love for you is gone

screaming my pain out because is your fault that my love is gone

grief

first step - negation - long time ago

i’m not far from acceptance

#01.11.22

[shisasan]

𝙰𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝟹, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟽 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

[ID: August 3. Once more I screamed at the top of my voice into the world. END ID]

[octoberday23]

i chose to forgive

i chose you

i choose us

but i didn’t forget.

august, almost two year latter, i can’t let go.

i cannot go again with: “what’s your favourite season?”

i don’t want to

i chose you again.

maybe i’ve done a mistake… we’ll see

[stay-close]

“Please stop destroying what is left of your heart by constantly thinking about things that have broken you.”

— Unknown

[octoberday23]

maybe i love you, but you do not

you lied, you cheated

i would never forgive you

you shattered my heart

all our plans

i wanted to be your wife

i wanted to fullfil my dreams with you

but you cheated

you broke my heart

[metamorphesque]

— I Loved You by Alexander Pushkin (translated by A.Z. Foreman)

[octoberday23]

maybe love doesn’t mean butterflies

maybe love is more than love

maybe love is acceptance, friendship, feeling safe

maybe love is not forever, but someone who knows your soul is forever

maybe your first love is your only love

and maybe what come after is less than love

i don’t know what i am feeling for you

it’s been 1y and 6m and i am getting used to us

[approvers]

[octoberday23]

maybe love is not meant to be perfect.

love is when you feel comfortable with someone

when you can be yourself around them

when time passes and you get the chance to live in the same place with them and you still look forward to future with them

love is when you get to know each other so good

love is when you know all imperfections they have and still thinking that they are beautiful

love doesn’t need to be perfect, love must to be true.