“To whom it may concern: Today, I am alive.”
— Zaina Alsous, from “Train of Mercury Stations Direct,” Lemon Effigies (via lifeinpoetry)
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“To whom it may concern: Today, I am alive.”
— Zaina Alsous, from “Train of Mercury Stations Direct,” Lemon Effigies (via lifeinpoetry)
“I know I’m older when I stop wanting / to strangle the girl I was and try to hold her instead.”
— Rhiannon McGavin, from “Habit,” in Grocery List Poems
« Love in the presence of absence » - 17th of February 2025
So warm yet so far. This is how love in the presence of absence feels like.
The one and only time I've dreamed of my father after his passing, this is exactly how the universe he was floating in looked like.
Had a conversation with my brother about how his face and his voice are slowly disappearing from my memories, and how cruel time is for those trying to remember.
beauty @ tuleh ss06
Touched bottom again. Decided to liberate myself. We are never trapped unless we choose to be.
Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. IV: 1944-1947
But my rage was there, it was there, it pretended to sleep but it never slept, the merest touch of a feather was enough to bring it howling, roaring out.
– James Baldwin, Tell Me How Long the Train’s Been Gone
I still cannot listen to Helen Of Troy by Lorde without feeling like the saddest being on earth. It is the song that was playing on repeat when I first spent the night at his place. I still remember everything about that night, the warmth of his eyes, his soft words barely covering Lorde’s voice as he was talking to me. The candles burning in the center of the table and my heart sinking at every touch of his hands on my bare skin. Nothing mattered in that moment and there was no better place to be at in the whole entire world. In an alternative universe where time moves slow and hearts cannot break, we are still there, and the music is still playing.
16 years old me had Liability by Lorde, 24 years old me have Sticky by FKA Twigs and good thing is I’m not crying anymore. Happy new year, here’s to 25.
Fomo - Feeling of missing out.
We had a conversation on how the whole world was spinning and how life was happening somewhere we were not anymore and how crushing it felt sometimes, to be stuck outside of the loop. I always feel like I’m missing out on things, as if life was continually happening everywhere, without me.
It’s a bit dark now, it will be even darker when I’ll board.
He is a light that never goes out. I miss him but missing someone only really makes sense in French. How weird it is to fall in love again. My heart is beating so fast, I’m afraid they might hear it and stop the plane.
fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am tired of making a religion out of my suffering’.
[text id: i am too little, and too much, and never enough.]
I found God in the smiles of my friends
and the worst part is how soft everything felt in the beginning because i expected that to last throughout our entire love. i assumed the honeymoon phase was no longer a phase because i was locked in a love i never wanted to leave for weeks. what he never told me was that i was the only one. he had a chance to move on before i could figure out if i had to and instead of telling me that i wasn’t enough, this was his way of showing me. i became miserable when he decided not to be anymore because step one of finding happiness was finding someone who wasn’t me. it’s selfish to wish that he was still stuck between leaving and loving because at least he would’ve stayed while trying to decide, even if i only received half of him. he was the moment i realized what i wanted to do for the rest of my life and just like my dreams he became untouchable. sometimes i’ll still text him and the conversation will last from one hour to the next. things didn’t seem pointless a month ago but now it’s forced. conversation gets boring and he probably has better things to do so he doesn’t reply. i tell myself he isn’t interested but i still try, at least i’m not dead. but what could be better than death? i know for damn sure not this.
Searching for God in all the wrong places (his heart)
Venus is in Scorpio. I knew you before I even knew you. Birthed by the same star, I feel your heartbeats in every inches of my scars.
I want to stand whole in someone’s mouth
I'm like if a chill girl had the need to control everything around her