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A mid summers night dream⦠has contributed to both the disappointments and delusions of lovers. #literature #english #philosophy#nerds
taming of a wild heart never looked so painful in anyoneās eyes š¤
I learn everything the hard way btw
everyone deserved to be listened to.
p.s. hot air balloon rides seem interestingly intimidating to some; iām glad my trauma allows me to enjoy this thrill š¤šāāļø
let the magic of yesterday drive you to logic⦠?
I am good at letting things go
you came back from my dreams. just like weād say weād meet again. over laugh, over poetry, over broken hearts. you came back for me, in my dreams. š¤āØ
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my love, you make the most mundane things feel like a good time. of course iāll go grocery shopping with you.
4/7/22
To the man that should love me,
In my quest for love, Iāve kissed more frogs until the man that should love me can show up as the following:
The man that should love will put me first. Not just, first in a good morning text kinda way. But the first in his thoughts. He will love the better parts of me, and the not so good parts even more. He will understand my healing, my heart, my soul, and drench in my dreams. We will dive into dreams together; that kinda first.
The man that should love me will be kind. Not the kind to buy me coffee, or send me gifts, or, treat to a fancy dinner. But kind, to show up when Iām broken and hug my fears to sleep. Kind enough to help those around me and him, because no kind of money buys kindness.
The man that should love me will be gentle. And not in the way that he pulls the chair when I sit, or when he opens the doors for me, or when he puts on my jacket. But gentle to show up during my nightmares and rock me to sleep. Gentle to wipes my tears away when I fight my own worse demons.
The man that should love me, should also dream. And not power couple dream. But the type to hold my hand while I make mistakes during my fantasies lol . The man that should love me, will hold me while we both discover what dreams are made of.
The man that should love me, will be brave. And not in the way some men carry guns brave. But brave to do life with me, the kind who knows himself and his trauma enough and be brave enough to love himself either way.
The man that should love me will be fun. And not fun in the way that we splurge at nightclubs or expensive things. But fun in a way where he will hold my hand during my most craziest adventures. The kind that doesnāt turn away from endless nights of dancing or the adrenaline of climbing mountains or the loneliness of the desert.
The man that should love me will caring. And not in the way where he does everything for me. But in the way where the worse parts of me are taken care of. Those nights I canāt sleep, or the days I canāt think. Caring enough to get to know the real me, caring to know to rub my feet without me asking. Caring enough to run my bath water after an exhausting day. Caring enough to simply just care.
The man that WILL love me, will show up, as him, aware, full of flaws but ready for me.
In the meanwhile, I will mirror this so when he finds me, he sees himself in me, too š¤
In the loneliness and emptiness of the forestry, I found me š¤
Havenāt been here in a while. I think thatās what I missed; the not have been. In a world that taints itself with the business of the city, I havenāt visited you, in thought. But today, you came to mind. And not like, in an ordinary way. But in the way, we enjoyed coffee, in that way, in which conversation was effortless. Today, I visited you again. I saw you in the book and rhetoric enjoyed. Today you showed up in my critical analysis of life. But today, This time, it was different. This time, i visited and you didnāt show up.
All
Or
Nothing
Thatās my problem; or so they say?
Never felt this before š¤
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Landscapes that help us clear our mind. š¤