Don't judge me You only see what I choose to show

[olearypoetry]

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The heat of your body as I hug you in the morning hours

My arm tucked underneath yours

Securely locked in

Like our love

The love that almost didn’t last until we both realized our faults

Birds singing duets on the power lines

But the power that still lies in us

The sun shining through the window curtains

But the light that still shines in us

Self medicating with the bottle the night before realizing that we can medicate with each others love instead.

The hungover shaking hands that graze each others bodies realizing that our love is no longer shaky.

There’s no longer darkness in us because we were able to realize the light that we still had.

No longer dimmed by neglect but re-lit with attention

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[haruosaki]

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Read red and black text together, and then only red text. ❤️

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Renewed

[juansendizon]

“I choose to love you in silence… For in silence I find no rejection, I choose to love you in loneliness… For in loneliness no one owns you but me, I choose to adore you from a distance… For distance will shield me from pain, I choose to kiss you in the wind… For the wind is gentler than my lips, I choose to hold you in my dreams… For in my dreams, you have no end.”

— Rumi

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[whitepaperquotes]

Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

[twelveoddmonths]

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[jessicaclark-deactivated2013113]

we spend so much time taking care of our bodies, we wash them multiple times a day, we feed them, nourish them, groom them, 

but we do nothing for what is inside of us, 

we walk around looking good on the outside whilst our minds have never been cleared,

they are cluttered, dusty, full of thoughts and memories that we haven’t let go of but drag along with us day to day like weights bringing us down.

[lucyquin]

February 18

I came home from work and there were yellow roses waiting for me on the table. Each rose was solid colored with the tiniest red smears along the outer rims of the petals. Next to the vase sat my half finished coffee cup from this morning. It was bone white with red lipstick smudges around the rim.

Today he looked at a bouquet of roses and he saw me inside of them. I will think of this whenever I can’t find happiness on my own. I’ll remember that even though I feel like rot someone looks at me and they see roses.

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Intrusive thoughts

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