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oh how much i miss these cuties :(
We're light's that never go out like we've never been down. Cause we're glowing in the dark.
We stood at the crossroads,
Thinking for too long,
Watching the way back.
Longing for the solitude.
But there's chaos ahead,
With determination in its eyes,
Hungry for another soul
To be lost in its world.
I know I'm scared,
But who isn't.
As I set foot into this strange world.
Your presence made sense.
The art of letting go
Do you ever sit and reflect on everything that you've been feeling lately ?
It's both
relieving and painful
To give another thought
To the feelings inside of you.
You carry it ,
Forgetting it's weight
And when you sort your
Feelings out at the end of the day,
You're left with a handful of laughs
And a whole lot of pain.
Because you know
Deep in your heart
That a moment like this won't ever come again.
And the people in your memories
Wont stop for you
They'll live on
And so will you.
And those few who don't,
They keep you rooted in their love
You cannot find a way out of them
Because they've stopped,
Not necessarily for you
But for good.
And just know
That you can't always let them go.
Because what they made you feel
will live on
Even when they aren't here
To rekindle that emotion inside of you.
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I lost sense of self as I watched myself fading away with time.
Making me a museum of memories;
A figment of your imagination.
An immolation,
An abstract thought.
- the result of desire.
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Im empty, here and there.
A big hole placed where my heart used to beat to find
Joy
Love
And fear.
There are dimensions of misplaced memories lying in there, every piece showing a different side ;
A kaleidoscope
With shapes and patterns but with no particular image that stands out.
And maybe as i write this to you,
I might start to feel the pieces from every dimension to make space for another jagged memory.
And maybe,
This memory will make me feel,
Maybe this memory will speak for me and tell you
That I've been trying to heal.
Written By @sincentralsposts
Photo by @yesterday-in-thought
Random black lockscreens
At the end of the day
All that I have
Is a handful of tears,
And a heart heavy with hurt.
Love doesn't come easy,
And all that I've got is pain.