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aboutmybones · 2 days
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are you talking about who i think you’re talking about? i know him too…. he is mentoring me, and has crossed several boundaries with his charm and childlike wonder. did he do the same to you?
I’d like to speak with you, if this is possible. Not sure we’re talking about the same person but I’d like to help to clear that. Feel free to message me
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aboutmybones · 23 days
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Time does not heal your grief, it teaches you to how to wear it.
-@lipikkawrites
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aboutmybones · 3 months
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I left this “thing” up as a last ditch effort to talk to you again; call me deluded, call me stupid, yet I still hope for it. Everyday. Every single day I hope to know if you are alright, if you’re happy. I pray just to know that you’re safe, at least.
However for some time now, there have been those who pretend to be you. Who tries to take advantage of my pain and pretends to be you. I don’t understand their reason, nor I care, honestly. It’s just awful.
they could never fool me, yet it's so painful.
I wish I had never lost you.
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aboutmybones · 3 months
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Czesław Miłosz, “Ars Poetica?”
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aboutmybones · 4 months
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I would do anything to hold you again.
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aboutmybones · 7 months
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maybe one day you'll read.
In the story of my life, there's a chapter where I deeply miss a special friend, whose presence has left an indelible mark on my journey. Our connection transcended the ordinary, akin to a constellation of significance amid life's vast expanse, casting a unique radiance upon my existence.
Reflecting upon the moments we shared is akin to tracing stardust across the canvas of memory. The love that blossomed between us continued to shine like a guiding star, offering direction along the path of my destiny.
Within the embrace of this unique bond, I discovered my true self, unveiling the depths of my passions and aspirations. Their influence, like a gentle cosmic breeze, nurtured the essence of my being.
Today, as I stand before my students, I'm inspired by the profound impact this person had on my life. It led me to become a teacher, allowing me to impart knowledge as we once shared dreams and to offer guidance as enduring as the celestial mysteries.
Although time may have led us on separate journeys, the gratitude I feel remains an eternal star within my heart. Their presence, an enduring source of inspiration, continues to shape my life and the lives of those I teach, much like distant stars illuminating the vast canvas of existence. One last thing. There is one wish that lingers in my heart: the hope to share one last conversation with them, to express my gratitude, offer apologies (they're needed), and to convey that there are no grudges, only beautiful feelings and cherished memories. Your Chiara
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aboutmybones · 8 months
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If my messages
May cause embarrassment or shame
Or any kind of defamation
please
Tell me and I promise right away I will stop texting
And I will stop bothering you At All
please accept my apology
😅
You’re not who I’m looking for. Sorry.
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aboutmybones · 8 months
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I'm afraid you'll think me psycho .
or
harasser.
Hahahaha
or a specific fraud.
With so many quacks in this period of time.
But for ansowring Out of politeness.
Yes
(Is this you)
I’d love to talk with you.
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aboutmybones · 8 months
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I keep a beautiful secret.
between my eyes and my heart.
Is this you?
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aboutmybones · 9 months
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🙃
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aboutmybones · 1 year
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Missing your Poems
I miss a lot of other things.
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aboutmybones · 2 years
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You walk in my dreams.
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aboutmybones · 2 years
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forever.
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aboutmybones · 2 years
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sometimes you hide your feelings from yourself too
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aboutmybones · 2 years
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leftovers
No butterflies left: nor in my fridge, nor in my stomach. I'm chewing my own heart, but I'm not hungry enough.
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aboutmybones · 2 years
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“I will be someone's happiness one day.”
— Dreams don’t lie, do they?
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aboutmybones · 2 years
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we are what happened to us and we are what we’ve done to each other.
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