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love-letters-i-never-sent · 1 year

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soul-struck · 7 months

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oh, because love is like that feeling i get in my ribs after drinking black coffee and forgetting to eat, a fluttering in my chest, in my fingers, the shortness of breath when i stand up and that strange weakness in my legs. why is love always pain and forgetting for me. i wish i could love like my brother, like buying birthday cards and keychains and necklaces, why can't i love like love isn't pain to me?

and, oh my god, you think i'm being so overdramatic when i tell you this, but you don't understand. someone once told me that i fall in love with any kindness someone shows to me, because once i fell off my bike and i didnt cry because i thought it didnt hurt that bad, but when a stranger offered me bandages and antiseptic, i started sobbing.

im so terribly unequipped to fall in love it sickens me. because i enjoy storms and lately it rains with the sun still out and i hate it because it feels all wrong.

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poetici · 2 months

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So much to say

But no one

To talk to.

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naaneal-writing · 8 months

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“If your mom wouldn’t have given me a chance, you wouldn’t exist”, my dad says. “I wish she wouldn’t have”, I say. “I would’ve been happier staying a star on the night sky”

But he doesn’t get that. He’s a man.

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spilledinkandtears · 9 months

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I hated biscuits. Could never stand them. But then one day I bought some to get change for the washing machine and you thought I liked them. So you kept on buying them for me, and I grew to love biscuits. (Via @spilledinkandtears )

He is my love

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stfumons · 1 year

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and when I said “don't hold my hands for I am scared that everything that I've held onto has left me or died soon”

and he takes my hands, cups his face and says “to be held and adored by you is worth taking a gamble with death”

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vodkatales · 2 years

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Just for once I wanna wake up and not feel that sinking feeling in my chest…

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dear-ao3 · 2 years

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why do i still have so much finals work i was supposed to do this shit already

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darlingdeathx · 1 day

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Nothing ever works out, maybe I should just lay down and die.

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evneirophrenia · 8 months

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linkedsoul · 1 year

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The sky lightens and the stars are fading as she and Áed make their way back to the færie ring. Áed’s hand finds hers. When they near the gate, he tugs her forward and through the gate, onto the rooftop, instead of leading her somewhere else in Qelt. He leans against the railing, reaches out for her other hand.

For a few seconds, they both remain silent, standing in front of each other, fingers intertwined. Behind Áed, the sky lightens. Once the sun rises, he won’t be there anymore. Not physically. She won’t feel his fingers threaded hers, the warmth of his skin, the comforting solidity of his presence.

“Why are you looking at me like I’m going to disappear?” he asks, eyes crinkled in amusement. “Dawn will come and I’ll still be there. Just not physically. It won’t prevent me from annoying you, you’re warned.”

“Yeah, well, I can annoy you back,” she grunts. Áed throws his head back to laugh, and everything within her stops the way it always does, drawn and taut towards that simple gesture, the simple sound of his laughter, the sight of his joy. “I just–” she stutters, clears her throat. “I just don’t know when I’ll be able to see you in person again.”

“Well.” He tilts his head to the side. “Nothing prevents you from crossing a færie ring to mine and coming to say hello whenever you feel like it.”

It doesn’t seem like a big deal for him; but he still clings onto her fingers, still doesn’t let go. And he looks at her with that same endearment, that same fondness that reminds her that no matter what twenty years of existence in her village have taught her, she is not meant to end up alone. Neither is Áed. She hopes he can read that same reminder in her eyes.

She smiles. “Obviously. I’ll probably come complain in person about things you will have already seen me fail.”

“And gloat about things I will have already seen you succeed in, I hope?”

“Stop overestimating me, it doesn’t sound like you.”

He laughs again. “You just underestimate yourself, little one.” The nickname, now useless, sounds as endeared and fond as the way he looks at her. She wonders if it’s a reflex, for him, to call her that even if he doesn’t need to anymore. Unless he does it on purpose as a reminder of everything that brought them here. Or just a reminder of her shorter size. Hexed Fæ. “You’re fully capable on your own.”

He takes a step forward, stands just inches away from her. So close - still close. She raises her head and he leans down until their foreheads touch. Time turns slow, liquid. She wishes it would stop. Wishes the only sun would be the one in Áed’s eyes for a little longer. Just until she feels strong enough to go on even if he’s not there to hold her hand in person. Just until she can believe him.

“I’ll get the Queen to forgive you,” she murmurs. “I promise. And then you can actually come with me and prevent me from causing a disaster.”

“Maybe I will cause one,” he teases. “I’m meant for destruction after all.”

But he’s holding her hands ever so gently, his forehead against hers as if he wanted to share her thoughts, the softness in his eyes more powerful than a wildfire. She whispers his name, his real name. The foreign sound rolls off her tongue as if she’s always known it. Áed shudders, breath hitching in his throat.

“I think,” Lasair murmurs, “you’re meant for freedom.”

- Stories of Qelt Book 2 Chapter 1

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love-letters-i-never-sent · 2 years

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i haven’t cried over losing you yet. i haven’t accepted the reality of you being gone. in my mind, i refuse to believe you aren’t coming back.

why?

because the day i accept the idea of becoming strangers, never seeing you again, never being loved by you again, slowly forgetting the sound of your voice & the way your eyes promised forever when they looked into mine, the thought of you forgetting me…

that will be the day that i grieve the loss of the best version of me. the one that exists, because you loved me. the flame that set my soul on fire, burned out, and you can’t create another spark out of ash.

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adastraetretro · 1 year

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"I'm scared," [Person A] whispers.

"I'm not," [Person B] replies, shrugging, and getting an elbow to the side from [Person A] in response.

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thedulcet-lingers · 10 days

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What happened this time?

- Everything's good, truly

I don't even know what's tugging at me

pulling me down

There's no reason for it, truly

It's just who I am

- Hold on

I'm in love with you

misguided,

disgusting and disappointing, I know

I've been screaming but silently

and now you know it's breaking

Does that change things for you?

Can you still find a place for me?

Because this time, truly

I want to belong for who I am

- Please

I know the begging is endless

but so am I

Why don't you notice?

Do you even try?

You live in my body, truly

with the pain

right in the center of the hope in my heart

Tell me, truly

Will you begin?

The chase for who I am

- But who am I?

Am I anything you see at all?

A few years have passed

and I'm pushing you away

Why do you let me?

please don't be pushed

please

I'm begging you again

This time we won't be friends

I'm sorry, truly

but we won't be anything at all

- Hold on

I'm in love with you

misguided,

disgusting and disappointing, truly

I know you're all that's left in me

Then why?

Why are you the only one that cannot know who I am?

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naaneal-writing · 9 months

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Nothing feeds me anymore . No book, no song, no art created feeds me anymore . And I am starving

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between-what-page · 1 year

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I will always feel like I don’t belong in this world.

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