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What did I want?

I wanted the most poetic love imaginable. Where our fingers play like gateways to our souls and everytime you'd touch me I'd fall in a celestial ridge of stardust and sparkles in depths of new matter because they're infinite and made out of you. I wanted to be so insanely in love that I didn't have to think about living all be myself and consider being happy in my own company. Something so deep and special where my heart strings would sing a music everytime my eyes saw you. A purity, a divine connection and a beautiful understanding. But I understand that it is not possible in the real World and I will not ask for it, I will not. Even though I know it's not a lot to ask for.

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I usually want my Sundays to be nonchalant. Some time with myself, a day in a week. Where I'm left alone with my thoughts and have not much to care for but me and myself. Since a few days I've had the real respect for "alone time". Sometimes even sharing all your time with the most loved one's of your life can make you feel exhausted. And maybe it happens for a reason, we are made to believe that we're social animals, to grow among a society and fulfill our duties. In between all this we forget that we are a single body and a single soul, if we had to be in presence of someone else all the time, we would've taken birth with two heads or two bodies and then we would call that natural instead of this. So probably most of the times we are meant to be solitary animals, free from noise, communication, difficulties and unnecessary bondings. Regardless of what anyone else will say, I do not call this a bad behaviour, it's an aware behaviour. You can not be around anyone all the time, you are your own person and you need time and space to acknowledge that sometimes.

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I'm again stuck somewhere I promised myself I wouldn't after what happened the last time. I like my own company, I do not crave anyone else's. I don't want to think about you. I'll end up suffering. I'm tired of being so understanding and mature already.

It's the middle of the day and I'm overthinking, something I haven't done in quite a while. It makes me sick.

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"I am the fire of creation, the wisdom of the moon, and the strength of the earth. I rise, I shine, I conquer—unstoppable, divine, and infinite."

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Tumblr: A place for poets and perverts, diversified :))

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Have I been myself lately?

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for once just don’t give up on me

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Grief stricken

Dwelling on the sorrows

Somebody pick me up

I'm calling out your name

I feel like a fool again

How did I get here?

I was fine just yesterday...

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My mind is a place of decay

What lingers inside is a magma core

Fumes of which suffocate myself

What water can wash it away

What air can sway the heat away

I'm tormented

I'm breaking apart

Minute by minute

Hour by hour

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Does anybody else feel like they'll disintegrate if they tried to communicate their feelings?

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May Sarton, The House by the Sea

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"Like the delicate forget-me-not, may our memories linger—small but vivid, a quiet promise never to fade."

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d.b.a

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@lovesdaya

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do you love poetry?

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I will conquer this world, I will make great choices, I'll make great plans and I'll sort out my life...I just need to sleep first.

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