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@there-is-no-me
I shouldn’t think of you.
And yet I do.
You creep into every silence.
Even when I don’t want you to.
Your soul and mine,
Attached.
A cord that’s always there.
I’ve known you
a thousand lifetimes before.
But I don’t think we ever make it out of here.
An eternity running in circles.
I’ll always be chasing you,
To the love I never lost
Because I never truly even had you.
- Nims
11•11•25
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Edgar Allan Poe / Alone
Sinéad O'Connor, from her book titled "Rememberings," originally published in June 2021
— via @juneacademia
I know when a memory is being stored at the core.
I feel it shoot into me like a hallow point, making contact and expanding inside.
Instant bliss followed swiftly by the pungent taste of longing.
Remembering nothing lasts forever and we’re sure to miss something in our lifetime.
I shuffle around in the darkness to crawl into bed.
Fingertips met with a small book, stored there in secret
by tiny hands.
Point blank range, I felt it blow throughout my body.
Someday I’ll crawl in and there will just be sheets.
Met with only the longing to go back to this moment, before you even turned three.
-Nims
06•15•25
Do you think if she knew
That you still thought
Of the colors in the strands of
Her sunlit hair,
That maybe
that piece in the bottom
Of her hallowed out heart
Would crave you?
Not that it would even matter.
She always had a habit of starving herself.
-Nims
“I recreate myself; that is my only power.”
— Dejan Stojanovic
Oh so true! You deserve new starts
I really want to talk to anonymous people. I want a deep conversation with a complete stranger.