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@runfromyesterday
mood recently
me: [facedown on the floor] listen everything is totally fine
I want to stay like this for just a little while longer. The past that follows may always stay close to me, as a warning sign and shield. Forward, is also pain.
In this moment, everything feels still. What is outside of this moment will be scary, and the hardest thing in my life. Like a bandage stuck in the raw parts of my heart, being ripped slowly and then abruptly, in a looping cycle.
There is no way to fix this. I wish I could be heartless, selfish, and tolerate for my own gains, but I want real true love that I may never find. The myth in my life and in this modern world.
So, I want to fall in love with the world. Not a single person. I’m all spent, and as time passes it will only get harder. But, as long as I’m still breathing there will always be a chance.
My heart hurts. What am I even doing?
I'm dreaming of you, somewhere in the realm of existence. You are not mine, but you are there, and I appreciate you, even if I don't know you. I just know you exist, and you are beautiful. It would be heaven if I ever got to know you, and peak inside your mind. Would you accept me? Would I bore you? Would you find me so ignorant?
I dream of you, somewhere out there. Someone with stars in their eyes, with an everlasting curiosity of our existence. Purpose is to be created, and maybe your purpose would be to keep on sensing and experiencing. I want to see through your lens, that waters my thoughts and clears my vision to your rendition of life.
For some reason, I don't know you, but my eyes well up a bit and some how the thought of you brings me warmth. You'll always be in my dreams, and I'll probably never know you. If I did, you probably wouldn't accept me.
I won't look for you. I'll never look for you, but you are beautiful.
Artist : Paolo del Gallo