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lunaveiled Ā· 1 day ago
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What’s you'r biggest regret?
I don’t know… maybe loving someone so much and literally choking them with love, only to feel like they’re not even trying.
Or maybe they did try. Maybe they’re just not that expressive.
Either way, I can never forget the way I felt back then.
When I finally had enough and realized I should stop treating myself this badly, I pulled back. I started to take care of myself more.
I made myself believe that it would only be me who’s gonna be there for me till the end.
So I did make myself the first priority and gave myself a break from stressing about whether I was even being loved by them.
And finally, when I was over the stress and started to be happy again ,they wanted me back.
They wanted the old me back. Just with a sorry.
If only they had done this back then, when I needed it the most, I would have been the same.
But now, I can’t bring myself to drop everything I did to get to this place where I’m finally happy again… just being with myself.
But I should, right??
If I just stop here, wouldn’t it be rude?
If I just told them I’m happy without them, wouldn’t it be lame?
I might be the villain here, which I don’t want to be.
But deep down, all I want is to be happy and surrounded by people who love me just as much as I do.
But now it doesn’t even matter if they love me like I did back then or even more.
A heart once broken is never gonna be the same again.
My heart was broken once. I gave it my all to make it whole again.
And now, I can’t just put it on a risky ride again.
I’m not sure what I’m doing now, or what I should do next.
But if me being the villain and the bad guy here will save two hearts from breaking,
I would happily be the villain.
Some red strings, too, are meant to be broken.
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lunaveiled Ā· 2 days ago
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Why do things like this never happen to me😭😭??
She got on the bus and sat on a window seat. The light rain made the breeze smooth and cold. She slowly closed her eyes and enjoyed the soothing breeze gliding across her face and hair. She felt happy and calm.
Suddenly, she felt someone sitting next to her. She looked towards the seat. It was him, her love. Wet from the rain, he was facing the other side, brushing his wet hair back. Without realising it herself, she was staring at him, and suddenly he turned his face towards her, making the drops of water from his hair splash on her face.
He looked into her eyes and smiled. She turned her face to the window, secretly blushing. He then raised his hands and slowly brought it behind her head, slowly touching her shoulder. She could hear his heartbeat racing. She looked at him and leaned a little closer to him.
They both looked outside the window. The slight rain was accompanied by a ray of sunlight. It was so beautiful. They both sat there and enjoyed each of those beautiful seconds.
He suddenly leaned forward towards her, peeping outside the window and said excitedly, "Hey, look, a rainbow!"
But she couldn’t take her eyes off him. His face was so close to hers. The cloudy sky, the cold breeze, and him being this close to her made her heart race. His eyes were glowing and water was dripping from his hair. Without thinking twice, she kissed him on the cheek.
He looked at her, shocked. Without being able to process what had just happened, he went back to sitting in his seat. He placed his hand where she kissed him. He glanced at her once and stood up.
"I–I need to go",he said, his voice was trembling.
He ran out of the bus, glanced back at her through the window — just once. Then he stood at the stop, watching the bus drive off with his cutest smile.
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lunaveiled Ā· 3 days ago
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We... to be honest it even feels weird to start with "we" anymore.
It feels like it’s not we now , it’s me and her.
Two souls who used to be home to eachother, two people who shared every joy and every pain.
What happened now?
It feels like we exist in each other’s lives just because the subscription hasn’t ended ...
every text, every call, and every mention of each other’s names feels forced, or just a habit.
And the moments where you take up all your courage and decide to not think about the other person .people around you keep mentioning them anyway,
because once, not too long ago,
you were everything to each other.
And when the silence keeps growing between us, slowly drifting us apart ...
what could we even say as a reason to others?
What is the excuse that will keep them believing?
We went from doing everything just to make each other smile, to doing the bare minimum just to avoid being the rude or selfish.
But what can two souls who don’t want to be the villain in their own stories even do?
I don’t know if this makes any sense, but I miss the way I used to miss her.
I miss the way I used to crave her presence. But now it’s all numb.
We act like we mean a lot to each other just to escape the ā€œwhat happened to you two?ā€ questions
from the ones who saw us turn from strangers into each other’s safe space.
I know a lie would be easier.
But now we’re both stuck in a situation we both desperately want to get out of.
Or…
Someone tell me —
is it really that easy to go from ā€œI love youā€ to ā€œI don’t know if I love you anymoreā€?
Is it?????
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lunaveiled Ā· 4 days ago
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What happens when a vampire bites a zombie???
šŸ§›: [spits] ā€œEWWWWW,Your blood tastes like expired soup and SHITT.ā€
🧟: ā€œDUDE. I’m literally dead. You bit a walking corpse. That’s on YOU.ā€
šŸ§›: ā€œI thought you were just… goth!ā€
🧟: ā€œI THOUGHT YOU HAD A BRAIN! Guess not, considering you just snacked on expired blood.ā€
šŸ§›: ā€œIt’s called vintage.ā€
🧟: ā€œIt’s called ROTTEN.ā€
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lunaveiled Ā· 5 days ago
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Sometimes we write scenes we wish we could live in......
Here's one:-
"I love you!" he said.
"Why do you love me?" she questioned.
"I feel safe when I am with you."
"Safe? It’s not like I could take a man down for you. You’re way stronger than me. Then how am I making you feel safe?" she said with a laugh.
"I don't mean you have to fight someone for me, even though I know you'd try. Normally when I’m sad, I just go for a walk or take a bath, then move on like nothing happened. I always thought that was the best thing to do. But what I didn’t realize was that keeping it all to myself was making me numb—so numb I couldn’t even cry, even if I wanted to. And that is what you’ve changed. You made me feel safe enough to cry. You made me feel safe enough to be weak. You made me feel safe enough to be a child again. And that’s why I love you."
I felt like I would die if I didn’t kiss him right then, but I held it in. I controlled myself.
His pupils were moving fast, looking around to make sure we were safe. Then his eyes met mine. I didn’t know how to hold it in anymore. I grabbed his face and kissed his forehead.
My heart was beating like I was gonna die. I placed my hand near my heart and closed my eyes, breathing in and out, trying to calm myself down.
After a second, I felt his hand slowly touching mine. He held my hand, placed it on his chest, and asked, looking deep into my eyes,
"Which one do you think is beating faster?"
I couldn’t bring myself to answer that. It felt like someone paused the world. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t say a thing.
And just like that, with my hands feeling his throbbing heart, we sat there—realising how much we meant to each other.
-LumišŸŖ„
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lunaveiled Ā· 5 days ago
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The beauty of BLUR
Sometimes, it’s not about storing ideas or stories,it’s about people, memories, the feelings, the touch. And maybe those aren’t meant to be kept clear forever. Maybe they should blur sometimes. Because when memories soften at the edges,when it becomes blur, they give us more reasons to create new ones. Blurring isn’t losing , it’s making space for more magicšŸŖ„.
-LunašŸŖ„
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