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jayvespertine · 2 months
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— Jay Vespertine; not from a book but from an actual conversation.
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" I crave you in the most innocent form. I crave to say good night and give you forehead kisses and to say that I adore you when you feel at your worst. I crave you in ways where I just want to be next to you and nothing more or less."
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samxcamargo · 1 year
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You don’t have to be healed to deserve the good things in your life.
-Josue Camargo
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the-knife-in-my-heart · 6 months
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you were supposed to be the one. you were supposed to be different. you were supposed to be mine.
and all you ended up being was another lesson.
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belovedapollo · 9 months
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“I am learning peacefulness, lying by myself quietly”
— Tulips, Sylvia Plath
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dastanslove · 1 month
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What is love without pain?
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pillofmoonlight · 1 year
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I guess the toughest part about loving people is to accept that they can leave you some day. Nothing is promised. Nothing good is forever and it might hurt a lot that the people you can't imagine living your life without, you actually have to live without them. they say "life goes on" and it really does but we often time really forget to mention that before the life actually starts to go on after losing people, it begins to stop too. it feels stuck. like the void people leave is unavoidable and we need to find actually healthy ways to fill it. recently had to let go off a bestfriend who i was dating for an entire year, it wasn't easy. it still isn't. i loved him more than i loved myself. i still do and i always will. he's a good man. but that day i read an instagram quote "the things that often feel like the end of the world, really aren't" and i said "i wish they were." it felt so heart wrenching that i could physically feel the pain in my heart and my whole body. i can't really explain how much of myself i had given to him. but the thing with loving is that it comes with these risks because even though we make promises, we make those promises only in hopes that they come true. we make those promises only because our heart desperately desires them to be true. nobody can promise anything neither you nor me. so when we do make those promises we mean them by heart but sometimes our lives have other plans and things don't work out. and that's okay. that's what loving is. it hurts. it hurts a lot. and that's why it takes a lot of courage to be a hopeless romantic. to not shield your heart and be loving is a hell lot of work. but i guess one thing this experience has taught me is that, people and situations change and yes, people can leave despite you loving them but what you did for that person was out of the goodness of your own heart and you are brave for doing that. don't stop loving. if the people are abt to leave despite your attempts to love them, they'll leave but atleast with a little love in their hearts. this world needs love. but also don't let your love destroy you. learn when to let go. it's a slow process but you'll learn it. but don't you dare stop loving. this world needs love. i need love so i can't really stop loving if i need it myself. sometimes it's just hard to admit it because we don't wanna be vulnerable or weak but we all do need love.
— pillofmoonlight
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kairos-thehumanpoet · 14 days
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Undone
where do I end
and you begin?
(does it matter?)
I feel like I'm
coming undone;
please my love,
hold me tight and
keep my pieces close,
tie together our knots
and don't let me go.
~kairos 💛
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hvtice · 1 year
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كنت أعرف منذ البداية أنني وجدتك لأضيعك ، وأحببتك لأفقدك ..
فقد التقينا مصادفة وكنا سهمين متعاكسي الاتجاه , وكان لا مفر من الوداع كما اللقاء
I knew from the beginning that I found you only to lose you, and that I loved you only to miss you. We met by chance, two arrows in opposite directions, inevitable was the meeting and inevitable was the farewell.
- Ghada Al Samman
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It’s wild to me that people will write sentences, do a little line break, and call it poetry. Like first of all that’s a poem (yes, technically that is a poem) but it’s not poetry! Meanwhile, I pour out the entirety of my soul into my work, labor over every individual word choice, never post a poem until i’m at least 80% sure that it’s at least adequate… and yet i still have this creeping dread that I’ll never be good enough to be loved nor admired.
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poetrybyonur · 9 months
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My heart will never let go of you. It’s impossible. You are enmesh into me, woven into my soul.
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jayvespertine · 11 months
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i don't know what it is but at times my skin burns because i feel alone
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I am a lover without a lover. I’m lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself .
Warsan Shire
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samxcamargo · 8 months
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Book: Night Drives 💕
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the-knife-in-my-heart · 10 months
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i have so many feelings
i've tried to stop feeling
but it all comes back again and again
a bit worse than the time before
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belovedapollo · 9 months
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my copy of Emily Dickinson — The Gorgeous Nothings came today and I feel so inspired, motivated and touched deeply 💌 reblog ok, don’t repost
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