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Hey! Do you need an audio reading of To All the Boys I've Loved Before by Jenny Han? Then click the link and visit my blog to listen to all my recordings of every chapter.
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The hunger that lingers
There’s a mosquito on my wall. Small and frail. Its constant pestering and lingering— interrupts my sleep with its insistent hum.
Its boldness is evident as it lands on my arm with conquering audacity. It toys with my hair, whispers things I do not understand.
The buzzing, the whining— gone when I wake, but I remember. Always.
Under the cover of darkness, it comes again, sucking the blood from my veins. Lingering, draining, until I am hollow. Until I am consumed of my humanity.
Its senselessness always leaves a mark— hard and smooth, like a lover’s kiss, as bitter as betrayal.
I search for escape, some relief, scratching the walls of this void— only to fall deeper.
Foolish mosquito. Born of darkness. A parasite. You’ve swallowed my sanity, leaving nothing but the echoes of your hunger.
-ari
Okay so, this is my first time posting my work so please don't be mean=), this started off as a mosquito actually bothering me but I realized that it could have symbolism behind it:) thank you for reading and please like so I know this isn't a complete and total failure.
How strange how funny and painful are the games of love! I have never been afraid of anything or anyone in the past and yet now love adorns my soul with fear. Infernal love how egoistical you make us with your achievements. You make it so that nothing else lives in our hearts but you.
I never was fond of big words great promises, but I want you to know that I'll always be here waiting for you. As long as you walk this earth there will always be a heart beating madly for you.
I love you like the sun loves the day the stars the night the land the sea. I can say no more than this: Look for me in the pathways of your dreams in the narrows of your soul where hope lies. I will be there waiting for you.
Lakis
The lines in Italic were written by Greek poet Maria Polydouri
I'm what the poets preach "a mess, a muse, a moon."
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I fear the sadness will consume me alive one day.
“We all eat lies when our hearts are hungry.”
— Unknown
Hey! Do you need an audio reading of To All the Boys I've Loved Before by Jenny Han? Then click the link and visit my blog to listen to all my recordings of every chapter.
To all the viewers who used to listen to audiobooks of To All the Boys I've Loved Before by Jenny Han on my YouTube channel, as you may kn
Dead Poets Society dir. Peter Weir | 1989
“Armored Light” by Seraphine Saintclair
' Salt air, and the rust on your door ; I never needed anything more. ' - ts
journal, august 1st
