Bro we get it you posted it first😂 I wonder what you will be if you wrote it first

An artist is what I shall be

Owkkk

Is wanting to be loved and cared for and longing for someone to stay a sin?

What is my life without them?

Sometimes, healing consists of sitting in coffee shops and writing the years from your mind. Sometimes healing is laughing until you cry, it is kissing your friends faces and being moved and inspired by your life. And sometimes, healing is rest, it is hiding from the world, it is having everything inside of you be still and quiet and eerily bare. Sometimes healing feels like nothing at all, like you are a silhouette of hope and hurt at the same time. Do not fight it. Whatever your healing looks like today, whatever it consists of-just allow it to be what it is. Just take care of yourself. -bianca sparacino

Watch "Yanni The End Of August" on YouTube
https://youtu.be/PXpb_SCb9qw

"And then after all that had happened she in whispers said to herself"one more time"...if only she had known that there was no more chance...no more trials...no more hoping...expecting....looking out for tomorrow to bring up the best...seeking for a lasting beatitude...or maybe a sign of it...nomore...and that felt numb on her part...and it was exactly like what that poet said she knew exactly that somehow numb was worse...at least she would have cried it out or shouted it or maybe even put up a fake smile... but nothing... she couldn't even move her lips...moving became rocket science...her heart and mind failed her...even in this they couldn't ally with her...the heart keeps beating and mind keeps thinking...if only they stopped...if only they had been the ones who will save her from the prison where she was trapped from finding ways to save her soul the pain she had caused it by expecting..."many would ask me why I wasted my life loving such a broken thing...why I hadn't chosen a simple girl from the sideways of the market rather than spending all life trying to fix a shattered soul...well here is why...I fell for her because her messiness was too enchanting...she made me think...she made me explore through her valleys...depths...oceans...galaxies...stars...she lured me in her authenticity....it was too late for me to escape...I was already drowning but happily..being suffocated calmly.. ...
-Yeab T🥀

"I am nothing special of this I am sure I am a common man with common thoughts and I have led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten but I have LOVED another with all my heart and soul and to me this has always been ENOUGH."

On days I look into myself after I fight myself to not look into...and I feel faded like the world has washed me off and drained me for everything I have.

You will meet someone, one day, who will want to know you. Not just the exterior parts of you, or the parts of you that everyone is already familiar with, but they will want to dive into the person you really are. They will want to discover who you are behind closed doors. They will want to understand the way you look at the world. They will want to listen to you talk about all the moment broke in your life that gave you strength or you. Such people, they will find their way to you. You will meet them, unexpectedly, but when you do, it'll feel like you've found a little piece of you that's been missing for so long.

I was burning, my friend, while you blamed me for the smell of my ashes.