Happiness had been running away from me at any chance it got.
With its long legs, it had always been faster than the wind.
But I kept on wishing on black cats, angel numbers, wishbones...
And I waited and waited for a sign, an answer, a hint...
It had always been dark and cloudy at my side of the town.
The air had always smelt of burnt wood and deep-rooted grief.
The only sound had always been the loud caws of crows
And the last ringings of churches dying from everyone's disbelief.
I had visions but never nightmares or dreams.
Hopelessness had been stepping right on my toes,
And I spent hours trying to pray on my knees
To a god that had taken the side of my foes.
I was drowning in a bottled-up ocean, full of my unshed tears,
My body sank deeper and deeper, almost touching the sediment,
My eyes watching the last golden patterns above disappear...
It felt like bogging down in a slowly hardening cement.
I stood alone in the breezy night, tears scattered like stars,
Twinkling and glistening beneath my awkward steps.
A ray of light must have raised from every scratch and every scar
And, serving as a lighthouse, its main aim was to attract...
The moon was watching fragments of me slowly fade away,
One by one, as if someone was staining a work of art.
What changed the prophecy and put depression at bay?
Suddenly, I felt like I'd gained all the missing parts.
I let my body float towards another portal to another world,
And, all of a sudden, I wasn't suffocating underwater anymore
But rather swimming like any other teenage girl,
As if everything around me hadn't been destroyed in a war.
I'd dive in, my eyes wide open, and watch the sun's rays break
Into intricate patterns on the smooth water above,
See them transform from a couple of lines into whimsical shapes,
And be certain that there was someone to hold me with love.
With another wave, my whole being filled with warmth,
And, for the first time, all my power was not to survive
But to love genuinely and no longer dare try to perform.
Such wonders happen only once in a human's lifetime.
Don't get me wrong, my precious stranger and a silent witness.
Love can't fix you, yet it can bring you closer to the shore.
I want you to never forget that sadness is not a heavy illness
Nor a burden you'll carry forever; you are capable of winning this war.
24.08.2025
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꒰ 🤩 ꒱ does time have any meaning when you are with a person you love deeply?
one might say that it stretches beyond our comprehension, another, however, might disagree, defending their position that goes like this: time completely stops whenever you're with your loved ones. where on this spectrum are you?🤩
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with you, I feel like I can finally open the door to my home and exhale,
let out the breath I didn't know I had been holding the whole time.
the words that leave your mouth and reach my ears aren't tales
but the purest, spring-like truth, far away from disappointing lies.
take my hand, lead me, show me the best of the world.
i didn't get any childhood, so I'm finally living it now.
i told you I loved dinosaurs, you didn't say, "Stupid girl!"
you just held me tighter instead of feeding my doubts.
i feel safe enough to paint with crayons and laugh at the sky,
at the silly shapes the clouds make as they pass the two of us by.
you thoughtfully read my poems about princesses and knights.
at the end of every stanza, you look at me and give me a smile.
oh, my dear, you keep showing exactly what soft souls deserve —
not grand gestures, as it's commonly thought among others,
but a love, genuine and clear, that won't fit into any complex words
but will definitely fit into a messily-made pillow fort under covers.
31.08.2025
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🍵 ⭐️ I've always felt like a ghost, like someone that doesn't quite belong anywhere. My classmates (and now groupmates) could easily survive without me. I'm often unnoticed, overlooked for some reason.
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Oh, and I'm 🍎 🐸 🦝 🍎 🍨 🐬 that's just the way the world works
It ain't✨ ✨ ✨ ✨ ✨ ,
it ain't✨ ✨ ✨ ✨ ✨ ✨ ,
it ain't✨ ✨ ✨ ✨ ✨
🌺 🌺 🌺 🌺 🌺
Oh, and I'm🍎 🐸 🦝 🍎 🍨 🐬 that's just the way the world works
But I think that it could work for
❤️ 🤩 🤩 🤩 and 🤩 🤩 ❤️
🌺 🌺 🌺 🌺 🌺
Just wait and see
It's🤩 🤩 🤩 the end of the story
© Conan Gray — "The Story"
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It ain't
it ain't
it ain't
Oh, and I'm
But I think that it could work for
Just wait and see
It's
© Conan Gray — "The Story"
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Either way, we're not ✨ ✨ ✨ ✨ ✨
I'll find a🐣 🐘 🐺 place to be from
© Phoebe Bridgers —
I Know The End
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I'll find a
© Phoebe Bridgers —
I Know The End
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Maybe in another life, I wasn’t so sensitive. But that version of me would be a stranger —
☆🔤 🔤 🔤 🔤 🔤 where I feel deeply,
☆🔤 🔤 🔤 🔤 🔤 where I create wildly,
☆🔤 🔤 🔤 🔤 🔤 🔤 🔤 where I love fiercely
🤩 🤩 🌟 And in the end—
🤩 🤩 🤩 I think I’d rather be
🤩 🤩 🤩 exactly who I am:
🤩 🤩 🤩 tender, loud, full of feeling...
even when it hurts
☆
☆
☆
She wouldn’t know the color of longing or the weight of a memory.
She wouldn’t understand poetry
even when it hurts
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◌ ミ
How did we go from being lost in the dust piled up under my bed
To saying all the things we never thought would ever be said?
Darling, tell me: is it a lucky coincidence or a sign of Fate?
But why do I have a feeling the stars aligned in Space?..
Now I scream your name off rooftops and it echoes from billboards.
It's pure music to my ears, and you have gotten all the right chords.
You're a true artist but you aren't playing somebody else's role.
Even if broken, you're yourself, with light leaking from every hole.
Darling, do tell me: how can every chat with you last exactly forever?
It's like it's been ages since we made a book of jokes in September.
The story must go on — there are still so many chapters to write,
Yet I know there are secret whispers let out and lost to the night...
So, let us close our eyes and imagine we aren't many miles away.
Darling, I'm telling you why I don't want this fantasy to ever fade:
You mean the world to me, even if I haven't discovered it all.
And your arms are the only ones I would trust to catch me if I fall.
◌ ミ
09.09.2025
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my favourite example of
〰️ 〰️ 〰️ 〰️ 〰️ 〰️ 〰️ :
cat people
🌟 🌟 live ✨
🌟 🌟 laugh ✨
🌟 🌟 love ✨
🌟 🌟 〰️ 〰️ 〰️ 〰️
*from my personal experience
cat people
it's kind of fascinating how every person who truly loves cats is going to do their best to help another one who likes cats just as much*
*from my personal experience
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but it's alright,
in my life
© Cigarettes Aftex Sex — "You're The Only Good Thing I my Life"
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