‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎ silence speaks louder than my screams. the night is where i breathe─ it’s darkness, my escape. the moon is my witness, i paint the sky with broken thoughts. each word, a blade to the soul, yet somehow, it heals. in the stillness, i find myself, and lose it all at once.

today: caught in shadows, dancing with ghosts. writing to forget, but remembering the beauty in the pain. blood on paper, still more beautiful than silence. this is where i live─ the darkness that wears no name, the love that hides behind the moon's face. darkpoetry.lost.id

[REMEMBERING, our beloved nights]
e, Photograph———captured in our beloved camera “📷”

| .. taking a photo with numerous memories, not free from feelings of heavy longing, looking at the camera that records all our memories, I hope time can repeat itself and we can be together again with our memories.
ⓘ. est, Hugs from beloved moments (11/21 photo album pages filled with memories.)
| remembered my old-love
| while reading the love-letter
| you gave me that night in London
| I even remember it so well.
the cold night wind came in without permission through the window, reminding me of the scarf you gave me. staring at the polaroid that was lovingly attached to a cute frame, smiling a little when I remembered it.

[Begin Again in Wednesday Night ———12/4] 🎀 I thought love was just about break, burn and end. But when I was with you on Wednesday in a beautiful café, I knew that love depends on the person. If you really love me, you will do everything for me.

“but you trow away your head back, laughin’ like a little kid”
“I think it’s strange that you think i’m funny ‘cause he never did”

| .. 🌙 “ The beauty of the moonlight shines on you, I listen to you wholeheartedly when you tell me about the movies you always watch with your family——— with that, I know you really love me.
🏷 e, 1998’s love: never felt what it was like to be truly loved, with you by my side, I never thought about the painful past, without you, maybe I would never be like this again.
☕️ ( But on a Wednesday, in a café, I watched it begin again )

‎    ‎ 愛情之花 ──II. MIDNIGHT IN PARIS. ⓘ
        ‎"Under the dim light ... Warm atmosphere"
    ‎   ‎             ‎   adj.)  ‎  'A    &.    K'

A view that will be a witness to the longing when in Paris, a meaningful holiday that will never be regretted in a lifetime with a flower tucked into the ear given by a lover. In the middle of the atmosphere; Gives a warm sensation by enjoying the portrait of my lover's face whose eyes are serene with my lover's eyelids holding a happy smile.

“Starlight——[II.] The scenario in the middle of February 1th, filling the dim light and beating the starlight.”

In the midst of the cold night atmosphere at that time, While listening to the music "About You" with a meaningful gaze, i looked at my lover with affection.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ[ II. ] Emptiness, Quiet “Printed.”
Message──(&.) 20.21ㅤ

✱… Darkness without a song with poignant lyrics (&.) The hum of crying in the tone “Lantern” [ II. ] Fireflies.

𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐑𝐔𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐀

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