he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@tuudorsq
Between two evils,
I always pick the one
I never tried before.
~Mae West
literary fiction writers will be like "nothing happens" and then you finish the story and feel like your soul got rearranged by a sentence about a curtain
I wish to arrive at my death late, madly in love and drunk. And that fucking woman with the scythe better be waiting for me with a light for the cigarette I forgot in my pocket.
nicoelena
Two souls, aflame in conversation
why do all the words sound heavier in my native language?
— @metamorphesque, Yoojin Grace Wuertz (Mother Tongue), Still Dancing: An Interview With Ilya Kaminsky (by Garth Greenwell), Jhumpa Lahiri (Translating Myself and Others), @lifeinpoetry
And now what?
The fog, the moon, the cold night
will always remind me of you?
It’s something agonizing about having the capacity to love so deeply. So sincerely. So purely. Yet not being able to fully, due to the hollowness of others. Their lack of capability, their inability not only to accept but reciprocate such sincerity — the lack of depth is disappointing. See, my love can withstand the test of time. In this life time and next, my love can be found lingering over you like stars memorizing the midnight sky. Shining so immensely yet not smothering but comforting. Is that too much for others to acknowledge? How does one with such power balance their darkness with the light? Have others never encountered an earth angel? With a touch we can melt into an universe of just us. You and I, our souls dancing to a rhythmic motion of our heart beats. Withholding such passion within has the potential to burn anyone from the fire inside. Embrace me, show me your fears and wounds so I can heal them. You’re safe here, with me. I won’t hold you hostage. But I pray you let my light shine upon you. I pray once I unleash such energy we multiple it. The combination of fear, with love; may waves of sadness be replaced with optimistic joy. Is it wrong of me to want to give my love completely? I’ve been lonely carrying the thought of never being able to. Will you love me like I love you? For the rest of our life’s ? Cause I’ve been lonely searching for a love that will stay for eternity. I’ve been so lonely.
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