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I looked for big things in everything. Signs. Faces. Feelings. Even the ones hidden. Even the ones you think you are hiding. REASSURANCE. In every single thing. Tons of them. The story behind people's eyes. Their trauma and their happiness. I look to notice why they are shaking their leg. What is worrying them? Faces in the bus lost into the abyss when you look at their eyes. Maybe they miss home. Maybe they miss their mother. The bags beneath old woman sitting by the gate in the church. Are they the tears she held in? Are they the tears of her son when he got his heart broken? Are they the tears he didn't weep? What about the stars? Not the same poetry line about how they shine rather why one seems brighter the other dimmer?is it hiding its beauty from us or is it just sad? The house help. Her back. Is it hurting? Is it angry at her for it? See,you may think those things are imminent,not worthy of a thought,not that big. But believe me take a minute and wonder. You'll see. But somedays. Somedays. It's the little things that enchant me. How my daddy's shoes lie beneath his bed after a tiring work day. My mother's smile after she cried. How she makes her pearls look good. The people making their way to church at 12 o'clock just when the sun start shining. A bunch of old men talking about politics like they run the country. That erupting laughter in the middle of their talks. Even the shouts of those middle aged men watching football. When a child holds your finger with his whole fist. A newborn sleeping soundly. How my parents never stop thinking and worrying for the lives they created fearing they might not wake up tomorrow. God. Isn't God beautiful? These thoughts. Aren't they? This is what makes me remember that life is beautiful. Love is beautiful. Pain is beautiful. This little details. Are you willing to look?
-Yeab T🌬

"silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence.
It was my own silence"
—Sylvia Plath

Always missing people that I shouldn’t be missing. But I learned from my dad that its good to have feelings.
-gnash

I talk a lot but I am also a very good listener. When Diego was making Frida suffer she said "you must train your heart like a dog. Teach it to stay gone." I LISTENED. I sat down with my heart. Taught it a thing or two. Taught it how to stay behind reason. How to spot cause and effect. How to not say yes on impulse. How to stop begging and trying to please people that use it. My heart now knows itself well. It STAYS GONE. It won't COME BACK FOR YOU. It wont come back for NOBODY.
-Yakari Gabriel

If we could come back to this good old bad old days would we love eachother better?

Noone gets a say in your life other than you because you are the only one you owe this day to. The one who keeps the pulse going. Refrained from slitting. It's your love for yourself.....Nomatter how little.

‍Bandage attached to my heart, can you never leave?

There must be an end to this,right?shouldn't there be?

Don't make me choose😞

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“I am slowly learning how to be alone. I am slowly learning how to wake up in the middle of the bed. How to make just one cup of coffee in the mornings. How to hold my own heart, how to take up my own space. I am slowly learning how to stop filling voids with other human beings, and instead, I am slowly learning how to confront the void itself. How to heal it.”