i haven't written here for a while,
but reading these make me smile.
they make me remember the carefree days
that are long gone,
but i can't cease to remember.
i don't miss the old me
i don't miss the crybaby i used to be
but i missed the projects we used to do
before i started discovering the new you.
when the world gets confuddled
and we all struggle to understand
the past is what keeps me sane;
even if i tell myself i know i have to move on.
wrote this quite some time ago, but i still tear up whenever i revisit
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we see stuff like "their broken leg hurting doesn't mean your sprained ankle doesn't" all the time on instagram and twitter and tumblr
but does it really-
i feel so deeply that it cuts straight to the bone but then at the same time,
when we all feel such different measures of pain i really just feel like i don't deserve to complain about the miniscule things i feel when i see people going through so much more
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I know how everyday I drink my memories
I know how toxic it is to me
I drink to not see tomorrow
Or my sorrow
And yet again I take one more sip
Poison only tastes like poison until you have swallowed it
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drowning in a 10-meter sea
is the same as drowning in a 100-meter ocean
don't let anyone invalidate you or your struggles
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it all feels like it shouldn't have happened
Why can't I let the memories go?
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when i'm "jealous"
and everyone looks at me weird
does that mean i can't be
because i always have to be that
perfect true genuine
person, and so suddenly
i can't feel anything
but it's fucking painful
because i'm just always the displaced friend
and i'm not your "main",
not the first one you look for in a crowded room
and it hurts me so much but
you will never know,
because i can't bear the thought
of hurting you
with my own stupid words
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i think the days
melting into nights
and the flowers
wilting; bare branches
bearing no fruit
are the signs of us growing up
but we never know when
we see the last cherry blossom
fall - and then it all
slips away and we can't
grasp it anymore...
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don't say you love me
until the sky turns black
and we whisper in caverns
of dark promises
i'll never forget -
because it was really just a
goddamn stupid lie
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are we not just empty shells
at the beginning of life
and every other part
is what we fall in love with
in others?
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sometimes i just sit
stare at the stars
and hope somewhere out there
you look up at the sky
and think of me
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