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Mouthful of Forevers

I like poetry better than therapy Poems don't judge me wrong for healing wrong.

- Clementine Von Radics

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A Birthday Wish

But why should today end?

The day you were sent to this world

The day you were destined to come out here

So we could meet in the city that never sleeps

So you’d look at me from across the bar until I noticed you

To smile that cutest smile

All while your friends teasing you

It did not faze you, you did not look away

You walked up to me, with that smile on your face

The dimples on your cheek

You came into this world

To say my name the way you do

To flip my stomach everytime you call my name

Everytime you are around me

You make my heart race a million miles

Tell me why I cannot celebrate your birth everyday?

Because, quite honestly, it is the best day of my life

You are proof that good things happen

No matter how worst things got

How worst life got

You are proof that one good thing

Could change your miserable life forever

My blessing in disguise, it is proof that even as your world falls apart

There will be an anchor that will hold you in place

There will be a hand that will hold you tight

There will be shoulder you could lean on to

Kind eyes that will show you that the world is not so brutal

Life is not so bad

You are my light at the end of the tunnel

You are my lighthouse

You always know what to say

You know how to calm my nerves

You are my drug, you are therapy

You did not look away when I fell while running towards you

You lifted me in your arms and walked ahead in pride

You kissed my tears away, we laughed until our bellies hurt

You always know how to make me laugh

Isn’t that the most important reason to stay with someone?

Among other things, of course!

You are never scared of my demons

You face them head on with me

Sometimes you stand infront of me

Like a shield, you are my armor

You are a dream come true, it is so easy with you

so, tell me why, I should stop celebrating today

After it’s over

Time is just a concept

So, tell me, my love, why can’t I celebrate the day you were born?

Every single day like a carnival for the rest of our lives!

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Our Song

Can we dance?

Under the moonlight and the stars

Holding hands, barefoot on the wet grass

Smiling and giggling

While you hum one of our songs

in my ears and pull me closer to you

As I feel your breath on my neck

My heart swells just thinking about it

Imagining you that close to me

Why do couple have just one song?

I want one for every occasion

Everyday with you is a festival

The morning kisses and the night cuddles

The sweet nothings and the terrible fights

Long walks and deep talks

The fear of letting go

The tears after arguments

A song for you, for just being you

A symphony for everytime we make love

A tune for everytime we reach for the hand of the other

Let’s make a playlist for our relationship

Our friendship and our hatred

And for our love

I will not promise to love you everyday

But I will promise to walk by your side

Shielding you sometimes

Leaning on your shoulder the others

Holding your hand while we walk the walk

Crossing rivers and oceans

Mountains and deserts

Let’s find a song

For every moment together and apart

And lets dance to all those songs

Or maybe just sing along

With a glass of wine or a cup of coffee

While the world sleeps or is busy bustling away

Doing it’s banal routine

But for now, can we do this first dance?

On one of our many dates

Capsuled in awkwardness

Stepping on each other’s foot

Burying my face in your chest

Reveling in your scent

Your aftershave that smells of spice and sweet

Your heartbeat taking over the music

dud-dud, dud-dud

Synchronizing with our feet

dud-dud, dud-dud

Your heart beat

Puts my mind at ease

My mind explode with all the words I want say

Words that are stuck in my throat

Everytime I want to say something

I draw blank the moment my eyes meet yours

Heart finding itself dumbfounded

The silhouette of us, from where I can see

Your chin on the top on my head

So beautiful, so wholesome

Can I frame this moment?

Can I freeze it in a jar?

Can we move into a snow globe?

And stay there forever?

Will you be mine? Now and forever.

Will you let me see you smile all day long?

Can we dance all night long?

Can I be your dancing partner

For eternity and beyond?

Will you dance with me through life?

Through all the happiness and sorrow

Through the best and the worst

We can find songs for every situation

I can write songs about us, even

Will you let your chest be my quiet room?

Will you be my home?

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The Run

Last summer, a Monday morning,

I finished my run and walked back home

My adrenaline still pumping from the run

I smiled from getting my dose of serotonin

I walked happily, ready to face the day ahead

You’ve got a great ass, mama

Why don’t you come and sit on my face? He hollered at me.

His friends laughed like it was joke of the century

My adrenaline pumped, Not from the run this time

Not from happiness or a sense of achievement

It was rage. I thought I’d burst into flames

I felt my face growing red

I could feel a sickness in the pit of my stomach

A familiar sickness

A sickness known to all women in the world

Regardless of our skin color and ethnicity

We know this feeling too well

Like one of our primal senses

Now, before you start shaming me

And telling me that it’s probably my fault

Or I asked for it

I was wearing joggers pants and a boxy tee

Nothing fancy, nothing revealing

Just the regular runner’s clothes

Now, before you tell me men will be men

If being a man means getting a free pass to disrespect women

If being a man means getting a free pass to rape us

Molest us, make us feel unsafe

In our own country, in our own city

In our own clothes, in our own skin

Well, they need to stop existing then

They need stop occupying more space in this world

They need to stop acting like they own this world

Like we are at their mercy

They need to stop looking at us as creatures

Who merely exist to fulfill their needs

They need to stop with their sense of entitlement

We need to stop creating these men

We need to kill them in the womb

Because scums don’t deserve a place

In this world or in a woman’s womb

He stays there sheltered for nine months

And comes out to bite us, his creator

We protect them, we are the reason why they exist in the first place

We need to stop giving them the power to overpower us

We need to stop making them think they are better than us

We need to stop saying men will be men

because men need to learn to behave

We need to show them that if men won’t stop being men

Men won’t be alive long enough to become men

Men will stop existing in this world

Come here, you motherfucker

Why don’t ask your mama to sit on your face?

Why don’t you ask the women in your family do a trial on your face?

Train you to lick a pussy

Why don’t you try asking this to them?

How about I wipe that smirk on your face?

Let’s have a conversation

My fist to your jaw

Do you want to hear your own jaw break?

I can help you with that boo-boo

Because this mama is also learning kickboxing

I wanted to spit on his face, break his fingers

One by one while taking my time

revel hearing him scream in pain

The scream coming out of the same voice box

That hollered at me to come sit on his face

Just a few minutes back

But I walked away

I didn’t want to take the risk

They could follow me

The streets were empty

It was early in the morning

And it was one to seven

An unfair game

Like it always is

When it is a woman against a man

That day I had to choose my safety over my dignity

Like every other day

Like every woman in this world

because this world doesn’t belong to us

As much as it belongs to them

I felt a lump growing in my throat

As I always feel when things like this happen

Injustice, disrespect for a fellow human

Who has a right to walk the length and breadth of this planet

As much as men do

We keep preaching the world and each other

About self love and self respect

But that day I walked away to save myself

As much as I wanted to break the fucker’s face

I walked away because there’s a family back home

Friends who love me, people who’d want me to walk away

They’d want to see me alive more than seeing me fight a lost cause

Seeing me injured and crippled

Take the blame for no mistake of mine

Pay for a sin I never committed

So I chose to walk away

Like all the women always do

Tears stung my eyes, I dug my fingernails into my fist

I bit the insides of my mouth

Their laughter still ringing in my ears

Those words still echoing in my head

I crossed the road and took the long route

Putting as much distance between me and them

I ran and that time, it was not for pleasure

It was not get my dose of serotonin

Not to feel good about myself

I ran for my life, for my dignity

I ran out of fear

I ran to save myself.

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when i say i love you endlessly:

i love everything about you from top to bottom. i will love you no matter your struggles, and i will love you regardless of your flaws. hell, i will love your flaws too. i will love every part of you until i reach the end of the earth.

-ahlwords

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We assume others show love the same way we do — and if they don't, we worry it's not there.

Amy Przewosky

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I just want to fall asleep next to you and forget the chaotic world around us,

Swallowed up in your arms and feeling your warmth radiate off you like the sun.

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“Today is a good day to tell you “I love you” because I’d rather die expressing my love for you than dying someday and knowing I haven’t kissed you enough with my words. Today is a good day to tell you “I love you” because for me, you are all my favorite songs on the radio while the sun is shining from my face because I am so happy I’ve found you. Today is a good day to tell you “I love you” because there’s nothing I want more on this earth than to see you smile because my love finds a road to your heart, and it’s home. Today is a good day to tell you “I love you” because I love you and I love you, and I love you with all my heart, and that’s why what I truly want to say is every day is a good day to tell you, “I love you.””

— Juansen Dizon, Good days

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I feel too small for the world tonight,

But that's okay.

Sometimes i like the thought of travelling the earth unnoticed.

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I ran into your arms and you felt like home.

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I know this isn’t something you want to hear, but I think it’s something you need to hear: sometimes someone’s inability to love you the right way is not their fault. If you are the first person to show someone pure, genuine love, they may not know how to reciprocate because they’ve never experienced it before. In turn, they may not know how to give it back. This doesn’t mean that it’s your job to teach them, that you have to tolerate it, or that you deserve it, but I’ve found it incredibly helpful in my own healing to understand that sometimes people aren’t hurting you or treating you poorly intentionally. Sometimes people will self sabotage good things because they don’t think they’re worthy of it. Sometimes they just don’t know what to do, so they ruin it, whether that be by running away, being disrespectful, or causing pain. Sometimes, people still have their own growing to do. Sometimes it has nothing to do with you, it’s just that you happened to be there in the collateral damage. I don’t say this to justify any of their bad actions, but to offer a different perspective that may aid you in forgiving and ultimately reaching your peace.

— alhwrites

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-Benedict Smith, I wish I wrote the way I thought

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Outside my window it’s never the same— some mornings jasmine slaps the house, some mornings sorrow.

There is a word I overheard today, meaning lost not on a career path or across a floating bridge:

Boketto—to stare out windows without purpose.

Susan Rich, from “Boketto”

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“There are no simple stories, because language forces distances.”

— Jenny Xie, from “Invisible Relations”  (via voirlvmer)

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“At times my body feels like a prison, a solid, shifting island threading through the crowd. A sealed chamber carrying all the memories of the life I have lived, and the mother tongue from which they are inseparable. The more stubborn the isolation, the more vivid these unlooked-for fragments, the more oppressive their weight.”

— The White Book, Han Kang tr. Deborah Smith (via decreation)

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“I write because you exist.”

— Michael Faudet

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Elio Ciol. Via Portica, Assisi, Italy. 1958