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whiterosewitch Β· 3 months
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why do i see you in me?
do you see me in you too?
i guess not, you don't even see me at all.
but, i see you.
saw a drawing on your page,
we have similar hands, i guess?
i wonder about your mind and mine,
do we have similar thoughts too?
i understand since day zero,
i can't be chosen.
i don't want to be chosen anyway.
you should be chosen, though.
you should know,
i support you harder than you know.
too hard i almost lost what i have,
or had, i guess?
since i don't want to just write
about what i had in a history book of mine.
truth is that was a part of my story.
in a certain time, the ecstatic one.
let me tell you, i just cast a spell.
i barely make any movement.
guess what?
it comes to me all of sudden.
to be clear, i don't want yours back.
i don't want all of it, never.
i just want some little parts.
those won't bother you.
the ears to listen.
the mind to think.
the mouth to tell.
also a small portion of time.
that's all.
the rest is all yours.
and should be yours.
so i don't have to write it down in my history book.
tell this to what's yours
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whiterosewitch Β· 7 months
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i named my last year playlist 'ecstatic'
i also had a person that taste like ecstasy
i had those euphoric days
getting high all day all night
i needed more doses
i needed my molly
i needed to swallow it all
i wanted to taste it like mango lolly
on january when it was rainy
but the more i wanted
the more i couldn't have it
it was harder and harder
i couldn't even reach it
then i stopped take my ecstasy
i had separation anxiety
rehab was never easy
i felt like i'm losing something
but the truth is i never had it
it was never real
it was never exist
it was never mine
it's de clΓ©rambault's
i was only delusional
they said ecstasy caused heart attack
they said the symptoms include tightness or pain in the chest
guess i had it
not the actual heart
but i had it
my head had been in the clouds
then i was free falling from the sky
hit the ground, dumped from above
my mind had gone far away to the galaxy
too far to think clearly that it was only temporary
recalled my old words, forever is a white lie
but this couln't even counted by time
not even a second
because it was never exist
how to count the time that passed by in something that was never exist?
all it was just the ecstasy
no more molly
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whiterosewitch Β· 8 months
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this one is
asking for a skyline picture
and i might cry
with skyscrapper surrounding
because i remember
it was the wish
the city and its light
this one was
'i'm all ears' in human form
i cannot forget
those delicate eargasms
now the blend is left behind
it was never just a playlist
and all i can hear is silence
this one was
impulsively pretty, tasty
the unexpected alignment
and heavenly burst of energy
after all, i'm always glad
now it's very healthy
also trustworthy
you should know that every human in my lifetime is unique. no one replaceable. sometimes, it is just about the time alignment of both parts is over. no one replaceable.
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whiterosewitch Β· 9 months
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how could i make you the second choice when things between us cannot make you to be the only one? i won't.
it is not that i choose you, never.
it is "i need only you" instead.
it is "i want only you" always, if the possibility is good for us.
i'm starting to get tired of getting to know new people.
i'm starting to get enough of these new people come and go out of nowhere. i know everything is temporary but it's just too fast.
i'm starting to get tired with these temporary people with some memories in my life.
we never know things don't go well and the january dream is just a dream.
maybe i'll see you in the summer, if possible.
maybe things won't work well, deep down i hope it wont.
but until today, after everything i have been through,
definitely, it's you.
and i want a longer temporary since nothing lasts forever.
i want it with you.
january dream
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whiterosewitch Β· 9 months
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my logical thinking tells me to not blame anyone when i take any decisons by myself.
but as a female human who have stuff called feeling, sometimes it is 180Β° from the logic.
my logic can control my feeling, vice versa.
for now, i'm gonna let my feeling control my logic. so,
can u not make me regret my decision?
don't be a dick.
don't be a coward, hiding behind, and leave.
i talk. i tell. i said good bye to important people in my life when i wanna leave.
unless i'm not important. well, guess i'm not.
we used to talk, then now the silence is louder than ever.
face it.
i have to face it, haven't i?
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whiterosewitch Β· 11 months
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are we living in the 90s when a lot of things are affected by nature like mails being delivered late because the mailman got caught in the rain or something?
not gonna lie, i need those more-than-4-hours-long talks.
long time no talk.
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long time no see.
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whiterosewitch Β· 1 year
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"i thought you don't want this."
"no, i thought you're the one who don't want this."
"i want this, i want you. i want to be with you. i want us."
"but you're keep playing things cool, aren't you?"
"so are you."
"yes i am. i just didn't know that you feel the same as i do. i'm not sure."
"so am i, and now you know."
i want you to know // iii, xviii
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whiterosewitch Β· 1 year
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"i don't want you to leave."
"no, i don't want you to leave!"
"you, i don't want you to leave."
"i won't. i don't want you to leave."
"okay. i'm staying okay?"
"i don't want you to leave because i'm staying."
i don't want you to leave // iii, xviii
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whiterosewitch Β· 1 year
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sometimes you have no words left after talking for hours and all you want to do is just sit beside them, put your head on their shoulder or just lie down together enjoying each other's presence, then silence speaks louder and both of you are immersed in a sense of comfort.
under thick white blanket, you're looking at their eyes then little smile sparks from their soft lips. you hug them tight and your bodies listen to each other's heartbeat. it's sixteen degrees outside but both of you feel warm from each other's body heat. their fingers are stroking your hair gently, you close your eyes until you don't realize that you're falling asleep, and it is the comfiest sleep you've been longing for.
sixteen degrees outside // iii, xviii
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whiterosewitch Β· 1 year
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he always say good night
after he said good bye
so i know he won't left me alone next morning
he always listens to me
make sure i am okay
he's always be there for me
even though he's away
how could i don't feel any comfy to him?
how could i resist myself to fall into his lap?
if he's here
but he is not
no, he's not here
we're always too far
sometimes i wonder
how could we feel this close
when the truth is we're so far?
unreachable
your eyes are unreachable
your smile is unreachable
your skin is unreachable
unreachable
your shoulders are unreachble
your hands are unreachable
but you have touched me
πšžπš—πš›πšŽπšŠπšŒπš‘πšŠοΏ½οΏ½πš•πšŽ // more goodness
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whiterosewitch Β· 1 year
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mute your messages
hide your name
wish i can forget
try to distract my mind
but i can't help myself
i keep checking my phone
i wish it was you
listen to niki at 3
in my room by myself
vibing to her words
a sudden thought appears
how about playing the blue
and sing it along
on the road at 1 am
while you drive me home?
maybe in the next life
or in another universe
when our skin colors are the same
so do our eye shapes
and there's only one abstract concept of life's guide
nosotros podemos llamar a este amor
i wish that world did exist
not this time // xii, xxvi
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whiterosewitch Β· 1 year
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i know, i know
but i'm afraid of mistaking love for lust
it's better to mistake lust for love, i guess
or we're just being comfortable
or we're just want the attention
or it is just some hormones?
because you said we can't be more
and i think just the same
i know, you know
i know you want me to run into you
damn, i want to do so
i want to run but i'm holding myself back
walking slowly, sometimes stopped in the middle
even take some steps back and forth
we know, we're both wondering
what the hell is this and how to handle this shit
between us
are we already in another universe?
in another dimension
out of billion possibilities
why do you come to me again?
why do you still remember me?
why do you miss me?
because, honestly, i do too
are we on the otherside now?
but, why i haven't done yet?
and i'm still in the same timeline
i'm still the same me
i'm not the other version of me
from another dimension
that version of me you can have if you want
oh no, this is just too dangerous for us
we have to be careful
we know we're still want to play along
make sure you fasten your seatbelt
i have already done
don't drive faster
we don't want to crash, right?
oh, in the morning, in a 5c
on a sunny monday
well, it's monday again
damn, i guess my mind goes to far
so do yours, don't you?
monday morning in a 5c // xii, xxvi
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whiterosewitch Β· 1 year
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she's playing with fire
yet she won't burn
she's the gasoline
give her a little spark
she'll make you warm
the fire spread through your veins
light up your brain till you go blind
she's the gasoline
you let her in to drive yourself crazy
you drive faster
she asks you to go slower
but you can't help yourself
you're not on a race
but you want to reach the finish line
then, you go elsewhere
thrilled and chilled
and the fuel in you runs out
you better calm yourself down
let your engine cool
later, if you want to drive again
tell her that you need her
you can always ask her
to fill you more, next time
π‘”π‘Žπ‘ π‘œπ‘™π‘–π‘›π‘’ // xii, xxvi
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whiterosewitch Β· 1 year
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6 in the morning
didn't work well as it supposed to be
no goodbyes
only cold stares
but i wonder what if we
could start over again
in this world full of possibilities
and all the fun things we missed
just because it is not happening right now
doesn't mean it never will, right?
6 in the morning // iii, xxvi-xxvii
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whiterosewitch Β· 1 year
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whiterosewitch Β· 2 years
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crowded
yet empty
autopilot
activated
in this place
full of things
something's
missing
[empty] iii_xii
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whiterosewitch Β· 2 years
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do you know that i went to the beach i wish we would go there together, but i was with someone else?
i know you know that i went to the movie theater under the hotel where you stayed here for a few days.
we're in the same place but our eyes can't meet.
we're in the same city but we still can't greet each other.
see u later,
see u later.
see u later // ii, xviii
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