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“I don’t want to be a flower beautiful yet plucked by many unsuited admirers.”
by Me from "a love letter" book.
2021-01-13T03:09:56+01:00
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2021-01-11T03:21:21+01:00
lost in translation.
Unnoticed, quiet, and out of reach.
Somehow I manage to stay out of the way.
I can't blame you for not understanding.
The things you say aren't making any sense,
and my lips aren't saying anything.
Your eyes don't seem trusting,
I am not listening.
My eyes are fixated on you but my mind is elsewhere.
Your words aren't getting to my heart.
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I seem to be drifting away,
You drove me away.
I felt a thousand emotions and none of them made me want to stay.
Your presence is becoming heavy.
I cannot revisit our memories without crying.
2021-01-11T02:18:08+01:00
checking in.
hey guys,
I've been sort of busy and trying to stay afloat. Am I the one who is struggling with balancing everything during this pandemic? I am sure that I am not the only one. If you feel that way know that we are in the same boat. I have been inspired off-screen, I could be sleeping and I just wake up to write a paragraph down. If I was sharing the same bed with someone they would be pissed lol because I just wake up out of nowhere. I don't just sit down to write I mean I do but I am usually transported into a memory, a feeling, a bad place, a beautiful place...I can't describe it.
Besides all of that, I just literally watch cartoons all weekend. I just don't like looking at some things that could poison my mind (that's a personal subject). Just to be safe I just watch cartoons.
I'll be back when I have something interesting to write.
Good evening.
2021-01-07T02:04:33+01:00
Publié depuis Eklablog
The universe often finds a way to teach us things that we are unaware of or often forget due to our lack of understanding, experiences, thought processing. We might find ourselves in what may be called "a dark hole" and we don't know how to get out of it...while you are in that "dark hole" learn the ways of how you can get out of it instead of how uncomfortable it is to be in there.
2021-01-07T01:51:57+01:00
I cried reading this because of how accurate this is.
this not by me. When a post is not by me it will be the first thing you will read. I don't like publishing things by other writers without knowing who the writer is besides this blog is for my writing but when a piece like the one down below hits my soul I just want to share it with everyone including you! I want to meet fellow writers, like the one who wrote this we kind of have the same views on things.
'would you ever come back?" He asked.
"you see" I began." when you leave a woman, she will mourn over you. write poetry with her tears and blood, pray you out of her system, scream at the world in silence, not eat for days, beg the universe to bring you back, dream of you in every sense of the word, cry for hours on her bathroom floor and it will not stop. It'll go on for days, weeks and for the ones who love all the way to their souls, it can last years. A year, two years, ten, eighty. But in this time, you're teaching her how to live without you. she doesn't know it yet either. the world teaches her how to survive without you and the love she has for you; because if she's not taught, she will break.
But when you screw up and leave her & many moments later realize what you've lost, it'll be too late. It's too late. you cannot sit and hope for this woman to come back to you now. she will not become vulnerable now. when you leave a woman, she isn't gone. she's been gone. don't expect nor hope for her to peel off her heart for you again."
by excerptherstoy.
2021-01-03T01:56:53+01:00
Being a poet.
I get inspired about everything starting from the sun, the moon, the beach, flowers, a book, someone, a song.
One annoying thing when I get hurt, I feel it in my soul and my whole body just stops trying.
I feel things on a deeper level, more than the average person because my emotions often consume me.
I get excited about the little things, I don't need much to be happy.
I can feel the energy in the room, I know who cares and I know who doesn't but I will never judge anyone.
I love like the snow, I fall hard and beautifully but I melt away very fast...
2021-01-03T01:43:27+01:00
once upon a time.
Caring and beautiful eyes,
I remember them.
I can't remember what we talked about.
Warm touch, sweet smiles.
You would stay when I pushed you away.
You would text when I stop replying.
I thought I had all the time in the world.
I thought I would always see that face,
oh that sweet smile.
Those eyes would absorb my every move as if I was a ballet dancer.
Today you are just a sweet memory.
One that I cherish,
but will never go back to change or add anything.
2021-01-02T23:48:40+01:00
facts.
You want to understand me? well, you came to the right place.
- I hate saying hello or goodbye. I am not sure why but it makes me feel uncomfortable, I know it seems rude of me not to say hi or bye. Actually, I hate saying bye more than saying hello.
- I don't like taking pictures. When I was little I think I liked it, I used to have mini photoshoot with my cousin. He had a new camera and I was his muse lol but now I hate it. I don't think I look good in picture taken by other people but I like the pictures I take. I guess when I focus the camera on me and no one else is watching I tend to be more like myself and let loose. Besides, I can look at the pictures and fix myself instead of letting someone take millions of pictures of me and not being able to see what they look like.
- I don't like loud people, they annoy me and I don't know what to do.
- I like being alone more than being at a party.
- I love flowers.
- I don't like the mall.
- I am so obsessed with cats that it's annoying lol.
that's all for now.
2020-12-30T03:37:55+01:00
this is not by me. This is a post I saw online. I can't give credit the writer is not mentioned.
she moved on
and I feel sorry for you
because she thought you were the most amazing boy ever. (you know this is not from me when the word "boy" is in there)
If she could have had any guy in the world
she still would've picked you.
Now you're just another part of her past,
And someday, she'll find the one she deserves,
a memory more faded every day
and he will make her the happiest girl in the world.
2020-12-30T03:37:55+01:00
this is not by me. This is a post I saw online. I can't give credit the writer is not mentioned.
she moved on
and I feel sorry for you
because she thought you were the most amazing boy ever. (you know this is not from me when the word "boy" is in there)
If she could have had any guy in the world
she still would've picked you.
Now you're just another part of her past,
And someday, she'll find the one she deserves,
a memory more faded every day
and he will make her the happiest girl in the world.