“You became like coffee, in the deliciousness, and the bitterness, and the addiction.”
~Mahmoud Darwish
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Someday I’ll come home from work with a surprise bouquet of sunflowers for my wife and she’ll come home with a surprise bouquet of roses for me, and we’ll laugh at how hopelessly in love we are. Someday I’ll be baking her gingersnaps, scooping out spoonfuls of dough on the baking sheet while she sits on the countertop and licks the spoon. Someday I’ll be folding our clothes because she hates doing laundry, and she’ll wash the dishes because I can’t stand the feeling of dishwater. And someday I’ll kiss her and kiss her and kiss her and kiss her and kiss her.
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long distance with wednesday addams sounds so fucking good
Wednesday Addams X Fem Reader
You and Wednesday started dating during the school year. And it was good for you and Wednesday but like at the end of every school year you two must part ways.
Wednesday didn’t know what to think as she somehow felt this feeling of dread. And Wednesday did like it, just know that something you may love is far away and now you have this hole in your heart.
You did miss Wednesday but you two still kept in contact though texting and calling. You would like to send her pictures and yes her replies can be dry but she does appreciate you sharing those pictures with her.
As more time went on Wednesday had more of a desire to be with you and at time started to text more asking about you and your day, which she USA does but it’s more frequent.
You did have to tell Wednesday that just in a month you two will be back at nevermore and be together again. That you started to compare your love like Bonnie and Clyde and having to run away together soon or how this feels like you two are being separated like Juliet and Romeo.
That you two started to make plans that maybe next break you two can spend it together. Once you were all back at Nevermore Wednesday after saying her goodbyes to her family she immediately went searching for you and even asked around to find you.
When someone said that you haven’t been there yet Wednesday started to feel abandoned but turned around seeing you trying to sneak up on her. “Almost had you” “Y/n you will never get me like that” “But hey you thought I wasn’t here so you can count that” “Your smart” “I know and that’s why you love me, huh?”.
You two did share a kiss and. Tag to when you went to go help her with her stuff.
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Helena's Silly Shorts #5
Distance hurts, does it?
I've thought of making her little girlfriend an american girl I loosely sketched last year. One day, they may see each other.
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Pretty
You're so pretty-
You're pretty like a tree
Immoveable roots and thick bark and perfect green leaves that turn scarlet in the fall
And if you're a tree, I'll be the wind running through your leaves, like a hand through hair
You're pretty like lightning
An instant of clarity, bright and quick and fierce and awake
And if you're lightning, I'll be the thunder, announcing you to the world so no one misses witnessing you
You're pretty like sunlight
The deep oranges of sunset, the thin gold of morning, dancing through leaves, blazing through the sky
And if you're sunlight, I'll be the sky, holding you all throughout the day until night slips you out of my arms
You're pretty like the moon
A lantern in the darkness, silver hands ready to hold, kindness in your soft glow
And if you're the moon, I'll be the stars, keeping you company all night long, blinking at you and writing you stories across the velvet sky
You're pretty like artwork
A museum full of passion and perspective and paint, emotion made physical, colours made to touch and to transcribe
And if you're the artwork, I'll be the artist, always hoping to capture some speck of your essence and display it for everyone to see
But most of all for you to see
You're so pretty
And a poem
Can only be pretty like you
-- Mischa N.
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I guess, you only realise how hard it's to be in a long distance relationship when one night you crave the warmth of another human's skin, and all you can touch is, the winter of your loneliness.
- Suvrahadip Ghosh, Warmth and Winter
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