Wislawa Szymborska, from “Parting with a View”, Miracle Fair: Selected Poems of Wislawa Szymborska
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Wislawa Szymborska, from “Parting with a View”, Miracle Fair: Selected Poems of Wislawa Szymborska
I think I liked her touch because she was...nice.
I didn't sense hostility. I sensed that same kindness back that I offer to her so readily. I felt like trusting her to my body was...safe.
I don't know. Maybe I'm just getting lonely.
To have you falling asleep in my arms would be a dream.
Kanske är jag kär i dig (Maybe I’m in love with you) // Jens Lekman
rational brain: you both feel the same way about each other. just tell him you like him.
anxiety brain: ok but what if. What if. He doesnt.
keep talking to me and we’re gonna end up like this
you ever just love someone so much that. Interacting with them in Real Time even in a video game ur just smilin?? yeah
Let's have it be love, even if it's only for one day...
You make my heart warm.
you are so quiet, so gentle. you would rather spend your days inside, studying what piques your interests, be they switching or constant. you wish only to do what makes you happy, but nonselfishly.
i am loud. abrasive. i want to fight, to be strong, my interests change just as rapidly and when they are the same we talk for hours, a smile on our faces. i want to do things for myself, but for you too.
we do not need to be with each other at every moment. i understand when you want to be left alone, and you the same. we have a past, but dwelling on the past means we can't move into the future, right?
i think, with our pasts...we're perfect for each other.
this is the beat of my heart
I LOVE A BOY
I am too afraid to tell him
Allow me to reiterate:
I tell him that I love him, but I am too afraid to tell him how much I do. We've had such an odd past.
I LOVE A BOY
I am too afraid to tell him