It's 21st century and I am still a hopeless romantic.

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It's 21st century and I am still a hopeless romantic.
I sometimes wonder if my mom wouldâve had a better life had she ended up with a different man,I know that would cease my existence,but I hope she knows that I would give up every fickle of my existence to make sure she has the life she deserved.
â k.p.k
born to be an abstract concept, forced to be a percievable entity
â rhythmicrhinoceros
Thought I could run bare-face
To you and still not hesitate ,
Because there was a part of me
who always did take a step back,
When it comes to love
When it comes to pleasing the love.
I never thought I would become
A mere face to you,
Rather than the unconditional lover
You did promise to.
It hurts really bad to learn
And keep living
How I am not the best
in-front of my best indeed.
Yet here I am begging to love
With thousand knives tearing my heart
Cause I loved a soul
Never the face
And I donât know what I did wrong.
To deserve this
Too desperate to have someone to
Love me whole .
There would be two people in life
I would put my trust again and again ,
My lovely mother and you, my love.
To have my back when the world turns against me,
To console me
To lift myself up
When I am hitting the bottom rock.
Now I will sit back and recall
All the times you called me pretty,
Was it a big shiny lie
Or a sympathy for my poor soul.
Yet here I go back , four years into the past
Where I hate myself and I hated my body
As I was not worthy of love.
I didnât want to go back again
But you gave false hope , all in vain.
I did forgive once
I did forgive twice
But after I forgave thrice
Its took my peaceful nights.
I will always have a scare
On my face, not of wound
Not of fire
But a sign of not being enough.
I look at the mirror and see myself up
And down , wonder
Am I too bad ?
Am I still not enough
To give someone everything
And them not giving me back.
I used to read lots of books,
The romance was filled with
Forgiveness and truth
Yet I find myself, stuck in loop
Of heartbreaks at my youth.
I believed there would be one
To love me despite how I was ,
Insecurities wouldnât do a comeback
Because he would love my soul, not my disproportionate flaws .
I really hoped I would be happier
Because I never did anyone wrong
Yet I find myself crying myself to sleep
Just to receive an unconditional love
Cause I am tired of being strong.
I love you, my love
Despite all the pain you have caused
Because you gave the best gift,
Named as hope
With all the chaos amidst
- ana ( 11/8/2024)
ever since i was a little girl i knew i don't want to drive
something genuinely insane about going somewhere and getting to feel âi had some of the worst years of my life hereâ and âi was loved here, onceâ simultaneously.
âI still catch myself feeling sad about things that donât matter anymore.â
â Kurt Vonnegut
could never be average in this hellish world
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the day i get rid of my crazy fear of failure and my procrastination, it will be over for you all.
i think im becoming a failure
that feeling of forever being trapped as a failure no matter how hard you try, canât even see the point anymore
Yusef Komunyakaa, from "The Cage Walker", Pleasure Dome: New & Collected Poems [ID in ALT]
Morgan Harper Nicholsâ âLet July be Julyâ
â David Foster Wallace
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