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what's more profitable?

to live long, but live little.

or to chance dying young, but be full & overflowing.

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love just doesn't leave our bodies when people do

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you died today, but the gravemarker lies within my heart & the laughter's confined to memories

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i've begun to notice how the Moon forces itself away– hovering in an endless battle of love & physics. it taunts Earth. never quite within its reach, but never giving it the embrace it so fully desires– an embrace that would be detrimental to Earth (though it doesn't know it). the Earth loves with so much intensity.

ah, & how lovely the Moon is. lovely, but only to behold 

because deep in its core

the Moon is very 

       very cruel.

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thank you for the wildest memories & the sweetest gifts of words

you opened my blinded eyes to who i was & told me who i could be

i lost courage in a dark cloud, but you reminded me of the stars in my heart

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this is goodbye, my gentle one

i don't ever want to speak to you again

but please, remember one thing—

i loved you so much deeper than this crimson mess

dripping from my back

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you made me forget the stars existed. i couldn’t think of anything but you– the way you hurt me more than anything ever has.

i forgot the stars because when i saw them they reminded me of you & i didn’t want to think of you anymore. so i kept putting my head down because i was filled with dreaded pain every time I looked up.

but now i boldly put my face to the sky just to spite your memory.

i’ve memorized the constellations, my gentle one.

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oh, if only salt water could taste better when mixed with sweet because you’re making everything taste like the sea

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tell me everything. i want to hear it all.

i've been suffocating in denial, but you’re holding the pillow, aren’t you, my northern one?

did you ever feel as i did? i dripped in infatuation. i drowned at the bottom of an ocean of passion.

you were always a desert– so clean, so dry. i see cracks across the parched lips that whispered things that kept me under the waves of that heavy

heavy love. 

did you see what you were doing? did you ever once swim to the bottom of the ocean to see what it was like? to suffocate with me?

no.

so tell me, please. why didn’t you?

s.m. // 01-10-22

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goodbye, my northern one

i will never meet another as passionate as you, but i hope i will love another more passionately

i can’t imagine it, you know? A desire deeper than i had for you

but i know someone else will come and you will someday seem dull and distant

the love i have for another will be more brilliant than anything humanity has ever seen

because it is in me to love intensely 

s.m. // 01-07-22

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