First amharic short writing...Go easy on me yall

I love love, and I love it firmly to the point of safe leaning on it, and I love it real to the point of smooth recognition of its existence, the limit of its appearance on the face, in the shining of eyes, smiles and calm breaths, and the limit of flaunting it, and I love it realistic, not satisfied with hinting, not satisfied with confession, I love it mature, transcends, just being in a case, or trying to write poetry.

I love the tenderness of love, the state that changes to a happy, contented, peaceful modesty, for no reason and permanent, the trembling of the heart for the voice of the beloved, a secret word between two and alone laughing in combination whenever someone says it spontaneously without knowing that it is a common little secret, to love someone, to know her, to be a real part of her days and her world, that is intimacy and security, an endless tenderness.‌‌

This world can take everything but not the love...it cannot take the love from my heart.

When I think about you in huge doses, I drown in despair, in longing, in guilt. I learned to think of you in tiny rations like meals delivered to my plate, three times a day. Each time enough to nourish me, to make me hope, to keep my heart alive.

"It is sometimes an appropriate response to reality to go insane."

- Philip K. Dick, VALIS

Anaïs Nin, from “The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1955–1966”

Something to bless your night🖤

More of a simple one but another one.......

ሰዎች "ምንድነው እንዲህ ያደከመህ?" ይሉኛል። ምን ልበላቸው?

"ሁልጊዜ መድከም ነው ያደከመኝ!" ይባላል እንዴ?

"I ve always liked quiet people: You never know if they're dancing in a daydream or if they're carrying the weight of the world."

- John Green

It makes me so sad to watch this. I am not gonna bullshit you with all the hopeful words. You and I know those don't do much. But I just want to say whichever path you are in,whichever level its ok to break. Let yourself be whatever it wants to be. Don't force it or shun it for not being better. The exhaustion is coming from within you...your soul is trying to communicate with you. Give it time. Lean backwards. Breathe in.

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"I like the muted sounds,the shroud of grey,and the silence that comes with fog."
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