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ohsistaa · 3 months
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Dear tresyxshi,
Did you know that your smile is angelic?
Did you know that your voice sounds like music?
Did you know that my skin burns under your touch?
Did you know that you stir my feelings in the clutch?
When I said:
"those eyes that disappear in the folds of a crescent,
widened and brightened cheeks, pink lips and bunny teeth, and a lots of sparkle around you."
I meant :
"I am falling in love with you and I am choosing to fall deeper than i've ever been on a man that makes me feel like a am his Juliet and his Bonnie."
Your Ayesha,
ohsistaa
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ohsistaa · 6 months
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who would've thought..
to meet someone promptly with such incomparable presence,
presence that keeps me wondering how it feels to be around it constantly,
constantly wishing, you would be the someone i was dreaming for,
for that someone to reach my closed doors,
doors that hide, what all lies within,
who would've thought..
that I would meet you?
and who would've thought..
that you would be that someone who found the key.
the key i thought someone else needed.
and yet here i am, speechless,
i was the one who needed the key, who needed you,
trxxxxi - special day
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ohsistaa · 6 months
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the idea of opposite gender friendship
a person with history and was once a special soul for your heart, down to being a close friend.
a person who was once in love with you and would've done anything to please you, down to being a close friend.
are humans mature enough to grow?
or
will humans always be humans no matter what blows?
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ohsistaa · 7 months
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tresxxxxi
Normal day, scrolling through my phone like a normal GenZ and because I was battered to death by life, I decided it will be best to lay low again. Like how i always do. Disappear from the real world and hide on mine. It's kind of like a test for me and my people. Who will stay and who will go? It has been working best until now. I learned who to cut and who to let in again. I love it.
Back to the topic, I was unfollowing and removing people from my lists. The less, the better. Took so much patience by the way. Then, I came across someone I have no idea about. I dont know how they look like, how they know me, absolutely nothing. Them not having pictures and videos on their page, frustrated me more. So I clicked on the other account that was mentioned in the profile, because GIVE ME INFOS I WANT TO KNOW. So I did, and it led to me to a gym page. "Is it an influencer they like or is it them?" I said. Turns out that that person was the same as the one in those posts. Interesting.
It looked to me like he's a half Asian, 5 foot 7, cute smile, killer eyes, iron body, daddy choke me, you're my crush, future husband typa guy. Oops, appearance, check. Damn.
To be continued....
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ohsistaa · 7 months
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killer smile
i've seen it again, just like on that video, that smile
but this time, in person, this time, with me
those eyes that disappear in the folds of a crescent, widened and brightened cheeks, pink lips and bunny teeth, and a lots of sparkle around you
shot right through
ah, that smile, i'd die just to see that again
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ohsistaa · 7 months
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Do you deserve to be a part of all the miracles happening in my life?
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ohsistaa · 7 months
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"It's not a sin to ask for the love you want to feel.."
But it was.
"No it isn't. If it feels like a sin, it's not the right person."
But...
"You wanted it to be them.. they didn't."
But...
"And it's not your fault, to love more than what you receive."
But....
"You cannot fit the ocean in an aquarium, because it belongs to be free.."
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ohsistaa · 11 months
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"SEEN"
The universe is sly, isn't it?
She's gotten deceived by the fantasy of bees.
The bees who took her sweetness.
And when she gloomed, she gloomed alone.
Yet this time when her petals where slowly falling apart,
A pure butterfly came around.
Watching as she slowly grows her grace.
A gorgeous flower in a venomous surrounding, and a wild butterfly trying to get a grasp of her sparkles.
"Are you going to be the one who cherishes my garden?"
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ohsistaa · 11 months
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So, this is the feeling.
The feeling of rejection. Because you weren't enough.
It makes me insecure, crushed, invalid, unworthy, and just.. small.
I was contented on just loving you. I was contented on just having your presence around.
I never asked for more than your attention. I never asked for a label nor anything.
It was just enough for me to love you.
But for who knows what reason, you decided to try and love me back.
Which I know you can never, because it is your answer since from the start.
And because you are not ready to love someone.
So why did you try? Is it because you are developing something for me too?
But you did it wrong. You shouldn't have tried.
You should've just let everything work on its own.
You should've just let the universe teach your heart how to open and love again. You shouldn't have forced yourself to try. Because this is what happens.
You should've given it more time. You should've taken your time.
People are impatient creatures. You had your answer and you still thought you could try it without actually opening your heart to love.
I feel evaluated. I feel judged. I feel ugly and fat. I feel incapable. I feel not good enough. I feel stepped on, spit on, disrespected. I feel small. Very small.
My ego and pride is hurt. My confidence deflated. My energy is empty.
So this is how it feels to be rejected.
How long was it that you tried? 2 weeks?
Ah, I see. I only am worth 2 weeks.
Do you disgust me? Do you hate me that much? Do you look at me that low to evaluate me with a short amount of time? Am i that hard to love?
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ohsistaa · 11 months
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I wish you took your time to fall in love for me. I wish you gave it a slow chance to see my heart.
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ohsistaa · 1 year
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Perfumes play a big role in memories.
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ohsistaa · 1 year
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Forbidden Fruit
Do you lack of warmth? Do you lack of love? Do you lack of communication and peace? Do you lack of joy and contentment? Do you lack of energy and soul?
Have you found your peace?
Do you still think you will find all of those in a person? Your better half? Has somebody cared for you and know how to take care of you? has somebody loved you the way you wanted to be loved?
Is that why you are desperately running after someone who gave a hint of the things you needed? Is that why you are continuously waiting to be full from it?
But what if that person doesn't have the rest of it? But what if that person wasn't going to fill you with it? But what if the person only taste-testing you to see if his own drugs changed? But what if it was only an experiment to see if it's poisonous enough?
What now? Are you still going to be addicted? Are you still going to get triggered by the smell of them? The touch of them? The feeling of having them? Are you till going to day dream about the effects of them on your body and soul?
Have you ever thought of finding those things within you? I get that certain things cannot just be done alone. But the rest of it? Why not put your energy on yourself instead of the people who isn't worth having your drugs at all?
The people who did, were lucky enough to get you. That doesn't mean they are worthy enough to have you.
You are a forbidden fruit inside. Nobody gets to taste until they understand the risks and until they are ready to take the risks of loving you. The ones who dare to taste and spit out your seeds, are destined to tattoo your name in their hearts.
Remember that.
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ohsistaa · 1 year
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LETTER Z (tlptbc)
I wish I was the first person..
I wish I was the first person to hear about your daily life.
I wish I was the first person to see you in the morning.
I wish I was the first person to hear your morning voice.
I wish I was the first person to see your smile.
I wish I was the first person you think about.
I wish I was the first person you ask to hang out.
I wish I was the first person you have a meal with.
I wish I was the first person you want to sleep with.
I wish I was the first person you cry to.
I wish I was the first person you celebrate your wins with.
I wish I was the first person you tell your problems to.
I wish I was the first to know you're suffering.
I wish I was the first person you loved.
I wish I was the first priority you have.
I wish I was that one person you would always choose.
But.. I am the last of everything..
The last person you call to hang-out. The last person you would care about. The last person you would want to see. The last person in your thousand options.
Would I rather go back to where we were strangers? The time where I knew my worth. The time where I did not have any priorities but myself. The time where I thought love was the only reason why love hurts.
Maybe, if I didn't let myself fall, I wouldn't have been abusing me for someone who is clearly not sure of me.
Maybe, if I didn't let myself fall, I wouldn't have been waiting for you to acknowledge me, to finally see me.
Maybe, if I didn't let myself fall, I wouldn't have been pouring my soul to you but instead to me.
Maybe, if I didn't let myself fall, I wouldn't be getting used to being your last option. Wondering when will it be my turn. Hungry for your eyes to look at mine. Longing for your heart to feel mine. Patiently waiting until you see my worth.
"Does it hurt?"
"What?"
"To be the last person to be chosen. To be the letter Z on his alphabet."
But what if I never met you?
Maybe if I never met you, my heart would've stayed caged, never to see the sunlight again.
[for: ND]
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ohsistaa · 1 year
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Let me read you.
Slowly turn your pages next.
Caress the words written in your face.
Speak out all the doubts inside.
Until I can breathe in all the knowledge i can.
And then close the book with a sweet kiss in the end.
hug you, and then tell you i love you.
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ohsistaa · 1 year
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INVITATION
I invite peace in.
Search the calmness and tranquility beyond the great agony.
Put an end to the constant hesitation and my path that went astray.
I invite myself in.
For me to fill the void in me with me.
To start the everlasting love I have been longing for each day.
I invite love in.
That naturally comes with respect and loyalty.
But also with ignorance and knowledge along the way.
I invite life in.
Freedom and downfall with prosperity.
And all the passion through the sunshine's ray.
I invite the sweetness of the dream I have been trying to live, until the sun sets with the moon rising from behind it's light. I will invite all the taste of the lifetime I am gratefully spending.
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ohsistaa · 1 year
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it is obvious.
my body craves for the heat of yours, my skin longs for your burning touches, my lips are searching for the taste of sweetness in you..
but my eyes will endlessly yearn for the second pair that can make my heartbeat faster and stop, the one that can take my breath away just by one look
and i think it is also,
you.
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ohsistaa · 1 year
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Have you ever been inlove?
Yes.
How does it feel?
Unexplainable.
It comes as a surprise. It best comes when you're not looking for it. When you thought you gave up on love and on people, that's where real love comes out.
Destiny is funny. They say it's true and it appears to be true. It's ridiculous to the point where it tests you a million of times. Especially if you don't believe.
You will most definitely doubt it at first if you've never experienced such things.
Being inlove is a beautiful thing. You start moving lovely and being lovely.
You start loving everything that surrounds you. Appreciating small things that you've never thought about. Your smile starts blinding people filled with darkness. Your eyes start attracting more vibrancy in your life.
When you're inlove, everything is majestic. Everything sounds like a lullaby. Everything smells like flowers and honey. Everything's feels vulnerable.
The physical and emotional connection to the other person becomes more intense and fragile at the same time.
Their skin that burns under your touch. Electrifying on every brush. Their eyes that look through your naked soul. Watching every heartbeat inside you. Their breath that rings in you ear. Making your toes curl.
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The sound of their voice on every tone they talk to you. The care they show around you and for you. The words they choose and the attention they give.
Being inlove is an adventure.
The one question that will make everyone either smile or cry.
"Are you inlove?"
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