@llaeisis: Perhaps love was never meant to be a transaction. Perhaps it was never meant to be answered. Perhaps there is something painfully human about giving pieces of yourself to someone who will never ask for them, leaving flowers at a grave that does not belong to the dead, but to a version of yourself that once believed you could be chosen. I will write of you in the language of things that cannot speak: the quiet hours before sunrise, the pages of books left unfinished, the rain that falls without waiting for anyone to look outside the window. I will hide you in metaphors and leave you in sentences, because a name is sometimes too small a place for a person who has occupied an entire universe within you. tags: #poetry #literature #fyp #09 #writing
I no longer believe that love is measured by the courage to confess it. Sometimes it is measured by the grace to carry it quietly, to let it become ink instead of conversation, verses instead of vows, and memories instead of moments.
2026-06-29 11:17:20
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dyatlas :
I’m not okay
2026-06-29 11:04:03
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eminem061707 :
"The saddest thing about loving someone is not losing them; it is realizing you could have loved them perfectly, and it still would have changed nothing."
2026-06-29 14:40:46
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jam :
i think it’ll always haunt me of how i wrote of someone’s entire existence like a cosmic design for 4 years, and in those years she kept me in the dark and got married to someone else. my hands hadn’t written since then.
2026-06-29 11:43:04
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flor :
can you give me tips po on how to write like this, goshhhh talended kayka😭
2026-06-29 10:47:55
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cionne ℘ :
you did not hold my hand 💔
2026-06-29 10:44:51
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𝚊n𝘨𝑒𝗅𖦹:p :
I love your contents
2026-06-29 10:45:14
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ian 😵💫 :
FIRSTTT
2026-06-29 10:44:33
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Lynx :
alright, I am taking your phone
2026-06-29 14:52:23
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Tov :
🥰
2026-06-29 15:58:16
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