Meet me underwater. I'll kiss the water from your lungs. We can drown in each other, blending and blurring until we are our own sea. Carry this never ending weight of me. See me for who I am.
And not who you pretend me to be
seen from Türkiye
seen from China

seen from United States

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Meet me underwater. I'll kiss the water from your lungs. We can drown in each other, blending and blurring until we are our own sea. Carry this never ending weight of me. See me for who I am.
And not who you pretend me to be
I started crying again, it was quiet and soft. Just like your hands, quiet and soft. Just like the way you held me, quiet and soft. Just like the manner in which you left, quiet and soft. You are so quiet and soft.
gentle like a summer’s storm
I've come to realize that the scariest thing I have to face is myself. The demons that won't let me sleep, I helped manifest them from my dreams. I am the monster inside my head.
How could I even begin to destroy myself
Flowers bloomed from your hair. Your only concerns were strewn in the field somewhere between appearances and approval. A plastered smile worked just as well for you as a falsehood of, 'How are you?' One day you'll stand up and untie your roots from that frivolous sand.
Rip and tear until you are free
I watched in horror as the incessant moon crashed into those unceasing seas. The vastity fabricating answers to questions I never dared ask. The flames lick and tear into the crumbled remains. The ice has long melted and turned to ash and dust.
looking at my reflection
The world is sharper, more condensed. I was never as small as I once thought. I feel everything at a million miles an hour. Too much. Too intense. This long span of everything has divulged into a whirl of nothing. Everything I said and everything you thought has become too much.
Too intense
The world is too loud to hear the shattering of a breaking heart. I look into the complexity of the night sky a reflection of the fading feeling you once had. Why do I feel so lost, trapped in this hollowed space?
I wish we could just pretend