Old book of mine, forgot to post it here. I could really use some support in these trying times.
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If you're my sun and my stars, why am I the one who's burnt out?
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"I want you to have me on your mind in the worst of moments. I want to torment you with your own imagination. I want to invade your subconscious and live and flourish in your thoughts."
-Ht, Idle Thoughts
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"I want you to lie awake at night, lost in that thin layer of sleep and wake, wondering how it feels to have my lips on yours. And in that second you realize your own thoughts have betrayed you, and I, for once have been on your mind."
-Ht, Idle Thoughts
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"If my love for you is intimidating, I hope it is the fear of your own feelings that hold you back. For my feelings, left untouched by you, cannot do you harm."
- Ht,
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"Someday somebody will love me like I love you"
- Ht
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It's strange to think we all ache for a "home" and yet we do not know where this place is.
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I have to let you go, don’t I? I have to let go of the thought that we can happen in a future.
—D. M.
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The concept that time heals all wounds leaves out how much effort it takes to care for yourself until you're ready to try again.
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When did we forget what we meant to eachother?
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We are so desperate to be loved that we often fail to realize what love means. Nonetheless how to love.
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She was in love with the green
In love with the growing
In love with the grass,
The flowers,
And everything in between.
She spent her days
Lost in the flourishing sea
Neatly sorting her flowers
Into beautiful bouquets
Her hands were warmed by soil
Her skin kissed by the sun
Her hair smelled like lilacs
Her laugh was ful of fun
And there inside her garden
She opened up her mind
Let her imagination run wild
Into every pot she could find
And in these planted flowers
And in these potted ferns
She sewed seeds of inspiration
That would teach others to be kind
“to the girl that lives in the flowers: never stop creating your own worlds”
— e.e.
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My heart aches because I'm dying to go home.
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Loving you has never been a choice.
Loosing you is not my choice.
But running away, that is a choice, and today I choose not to.
The choice I make is to stay, is to try, and to be here by your side.
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I am in love with the way he thinks.
His goals and aspirations are vastly different than mine and yet he inspires me.
He and I are different in many ways and yet he still laughs alongside me.
I am in love with him.
Not with what he means to me.
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He's scared to be forgotten. But he fails to stay close. In the moments between speaking I loose him.
Lost in the sea of time, the life boat he's on no longer holds me.
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