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In a world that is so fast-paced, what a joy it is to simply just sit idle, staring out of the window, lost in the void...

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Unsent letters, unspoken words - have a charm of its own. Two souls recognizing each other in perfect silence, an unknown song in the making..

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happy “the only way out is through” september

[sepshaven]

True art of living is in ignoring that which doesn't demand our attention...

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Ram, i missed you so much.

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You can never measure the joy of an astronomer who discovers a new star in the sky. Neither could you ever measure my joy when I discover a luminant soul on earth!

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told her to ruin my life and she actually did wtf bro

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“I see him. / He is exactly / the poem / I wanted to write.”

— Mary Oliver, White Heron Rises Over Blackwater

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built different (too sensitive to survive)

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💋

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i like the concept of soulmates—not a “you’re destined to meet me, and love me” kind of soulmate, but a “i’d pick you, every time.” kind of soulmate. a “no matter what happens, and what has happened, i want to go through it with you.” kind of soulmate. a “i love you by choice, and you’re a blessing, and i’m going to continue thinking about you this way not because i have to but because i want to.” kind of soulmate. a “you help me rest easy when everything is difficult” kind of soulmate. a “in every possible outcome, i want you there, to share it with me.” kind of soulmate.

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what my bones know by foo stephanie

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“I believe in the kind of love that doesn’t demand me to prove my worth and sit in anxiety … Something that allows me to me without question.”

— Joey Palermo

[sepshaven]

How do I find you again?

In inconsequential routine, where people normally hook hands not pointing fingers

Where wrapping your arms around mine consider as normal than serving a cold shoulder

But I look for you, still.

In crowded church mass,

I look for you, still in the lull between a desperate prayer asking god to spare you from every bitter malice and a confession of every good things that has happened

But how do I find you again?

In unspoken love language, where I wish you could finally see things my way

Where I could curl into you until I feel my hurt fall asleep

When I’m not acting passive-aggressively, as we stand twenty feet away from each other

and I feel homesick because all i ever wanted was you to have the patience to wait for me to make up my mind.

But I’m just a galaxy collapsing when you are too busy looking the other way

Speaking language I couldn’t makes sense

And how it is a question mark all over

Asking why you would say the things you say?

And I don’t know how do I find you again?

I catch myself looking your way but you don’t look my way anymore

And how do I find you again?

Should I seek for you when you speak love the loudest in your drunk confession

Or in your “i know they want to come so I come first” with a rerun on how you were interlocking finger, sharing a joke in a roaring silent as I watch myself pathetically becomes the only audience you wished to entertain

How do I find you again?

In this space, where we become each other secret confidant and sometimes act like a lover do

Not now where feelings are stained and left too much marks it resembles a wound

How do I find you again?

Not in this quite silence, where eyes meets and words swallowed back with grudge of not being understood

How do I find you again?

When all I want is disappearing and not having to see you again, but I still find myself longing for how we were once.

So how do I find you again?