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@relatable-writings
When I first saw you, It out burst my mind.
I simply gasped.
Got egregiously begged
To feel wanted;
By your gaze.
I lost track of time, Seconds got froze.
And in that moment
Feeling I felt
Towards you
Had Immortality.
Breaths were shallow, Beats were drumming;
Senses got numbed.
And definitions made me realise;
These eyes are only for you.
And if it were for you, I will risk it all.
- A.Y. (endless chase)
i couldn't relate to your posts anymore. i mean damn you sound just like my love(well we were forced to break connection:(((( it hurts to read what you almost had but had to let go
Happens dude, life happens, change is crucial. Iâm glad that you donât relate to my posts anymore, happy for you :)
And I think the worst part of growing up, is starting to hate the ones you used to love. And you sit there staring at the wall, and you try to love them but they hate you too, and you try to hate them but they love you too.
-A.Y.
It's embarrassing sometimes, when the wanting shows. How I need someone's hands on mine. How I just want a soft voice to call me out of sleep, somebody to drink coffee with while the sun wakes up. I'm so good at being alone until I remember what it's like to be loved and then I'm aching all over again, then I'm calling you up in the middle of the day and asking for something impossible [ couldn't you come over ? ]. Couldn't you pretend like I'm not altogether too much, just for this one afternoon ?
A.Y. [there is nothing more humiliating to me than my own desires.]
" Nothing is more beautiful than you, and nothing is happier than me when I'm with you. "
A.Y. âŸïž
"I knew from the way her eyes slightly dropped from not enough sleep the night before because she was excited to see me that I was in love with her. I knew from the way her fingers softly intertwined with mine that I was in love with her. I knew from the way her laugh made a pitch black room suddenly fill with colour that I was in love with her. I knew from the fact that friends and family noticed me being happier lately that I was in love with her. I knew from the way she danced around the room like no one was watching I was in love with her. I knew from the moment we slow danced and she started crying on my shoulder because she felt so safe that I was in love with her. I knew that from the excitement that filled her and I when we first saw each other that I was in love with her. I knew from the way her intelligence reached unknown heights that challenged mine that I was in love with her. I knew from the happiness she gave me that I was in love with her. I knew that from the way she wanted "one more kiss" before I left that I knew I was in love with her. Since I met her I was in love with her. She resonates deep within me, each day a little farther in. She makes a home out of me, and I hold her softly each times she does. I couldn't ever not be in love with her.
A.Y.
Ask not of the night of separation; it came, and it passed away, My heart found a way to please itself again; Life found a way to get back on track again.
A.Y.
I used to think i couldn't go a day without your smile. Without telling you things and hearing your voice back. Then, that day arrived and it was so damn hard but the next was much harder. And i knew with a sinking heart it was going to get worse and i wasn't going to be okay for a long time. Because losing someone isn't an occasion or event. It dosen't happen once. It happens over and over again. I lose you every single day that we don't speak and in all of the moments in between, in all the hours of silence that go by where i do nothing but think of you, i lose you when i watch certain films, listen to certain songs, and go to certain places that are tainted with certain parts of you and how you make me feel.âšI lose you every time i think of kissing you, holding you or wanting you. I go to bed at night and lose you, when i wish i could tell you about my day. And in the morning with a heavy heart i begin to lose you all over again.
A.Y.
If you ever get the chance to love someone. Then by all means, love them. Show them how much you care. With action and not just words. Appreciate them. Make them feel needed. Wanted. Missed. Loved. Welcome them to be a part of your life. Genuinely. Openly. Be vulnerable with them when you must. Don't be afraid of letting them know how you feel. Of exposing your heart. If you ever get the chance to love someone. Then. Please. By all means. Love them. Deeply.Softly. Gently. Love them. But really love them. Really give them your all. And be there for them. make it work when work is needed. listen to them when they need someone to talk to. Don't let things die down. Especially if you get the chance to be with them for a lifetime. Give them your best parts. Your best moments. Your best memories.
A.Y. [ i love you with all my heart, i miss you more than i could ever express]
My darling, if a million loved you, I am one of them, and if one loved you, it was me, if no one loved you then know that I am dead.
A.Y (my letters to you)
I love the way you write. And I do relate to most of them...
Really glad to hear this.
Thank you for writing these dear!
I'm glad, thanks to you.
de donde eres ? :3 cual es tu edad ? nos quisieras contar esa historia de amor que termino mal y le dedicaste varios escritos ? , lo se son muchas preguntas, pero me da intriga saber de ti , tu forma de escribir
I would just like to say that, I love her very much and I will continue to do so, I'll wait for her forever. The words which I use come directly from my heart, whatever I felt when she was with me or whatever I feel now when she is not here beside me, I write that down. Writing about her makes me think she'll always stay with me. It helps, thinking about her helps. After all I can do nothing, but remember her. Thank You, I hope you got all your answers. I really loved the way you asked your question, it tempted me to answer.
Sometimes I turn over memories in my head, and I think, I should have kissed you then, and I should have touched you then, and I should have held you more tightly then. But mostly I turn over just one memory in my head, and I think you shouldn't have left me then.
A.Y. [ no one has ever caught my heart in quite the same way ]
The sad part is, that I will probably end up loving you without you for much longer than I loved you when I knew you. Some people might find that strange. But the truth of it is that the amount of love you feel for someone and the impact they have on you as a person is in no way relative to the amount of time you have known them.
A.Y. [ please donât fall in love with someone else ]
She's the kind of girl you never see coming. It starts off simple and two months later you're saying I love you, you are my world. She told me 'I want a kiss' and I knew I was in trouble. I want to spend every night tucked up in the mystery that is her mind. What is she thinking? What does she want? Is this enough for her? Am I enough for her? Some people you can read; she's a novel written in another language. Love is never easily understood. Our love was unexpected, the kind you only read about. One second I was flying on a plane, the next we were falling in love. It gives me hope that the world is a good place. She gives me hope that I am good. I look into her eyes and I'm in her soul, completely transfixed. She wraps her arms around me and I swear no one has ever felt safer in this world. Fingers intertwined with mine and I'm sure we can take on the world. Lying next to her I feel her magic, the kind you can only find in a girl who finds humour in everything. She kisses me and I sprout wings that take me to a place where we're together forever. Sometimes she laughs and I swear it's the cure for any disease. It healed me. She feels like home. No better than that; she feels like where I belong, where I was always suppposed to be. I wasn't looking for anyone; she showed me my forever. She's the kind of girl that can do that, steal your heart and change your life.
A.Y. [Love was when, one look at her and I became a lunatic.]
I love you, I need you , I want you, I go to sleep thinking about you and wake up with your voice winding through my head, I look at you and I can't focus, the whole world shimmers, I'm ashamed, I'm angry, I'm in love, I'm mad, I'm happy, I'm dead, I'm alive, I'm stupid, I'm tongue-tied, I'm writing you letters, I'm tearing them up, I'm writing you letters again, I'm idealising you, I'm humiliating you, I'm undressing you, I'm looking into your eyes, I'm kissing your eyes, I'm pressing you against a wall, you're pushing back, your body wants mine, you kiss my mouth, you bite my lip, you draw blood, you're on fire, your eyes are flame, your hair is flame, the whole world shimmers and I burn and I burn with love - - the whole world shimmers - and the night - and the sky - and your voice shimmers - I've no wit, I've no mind, I've no brake, I've no self-control, I've no shame, I've no authority over myself, I can wait hours for just one glimpse of you then not speak to you at all, how can I speak, how can I speak to you, I can't speak, I can't stop speaking, I can't stop looking, I can't look, I make you an object, I desire you, I write to you, I write for you, I tear up everthing I have ever written for you or about you, I burn myself alive for you, I worship you, I strip you, I clothe you, I do up the tiniest buttons at your sleeves, I embrace your wrist, I embrace your neck, I kiss the back of your neck, I embrace your wrist, I'm speechless, speechlees, all I can is I want - I want - I want - there is no poetry - there is no structure that can make any sense of this - only I want - I want - I want - I want you, my love. - A.Y. ( grief is just love with no place to go )