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l-michalska-writer · 1 year

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❤️Ways to say “I love you” / prompts:

All I want is for you to be mine.

I wouldn’t have stayed if it wasn’t for you.

I will always choose you.

I trust you.

I want to wake up next to you for the rest of my life.

Is there anything I can do for you?

I hate your pain.

You’re the only one that matters.

I hate seeing you like that…

There’s no one else but you.

I would do anything for you.

You’re closest to heaven that I’ve ever been.

I will never let you down.

I’d give up everything to be with you.

You’re the reason I know how to smile.

You’ll always be my first choice.

I will make the world a better place for you.

I've never been more proud.

I appreciate all that you're doing for me. Really.

I know it doesn't look like it, but you really matter to me.

I can't imagine my life without you.

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byegonnagocrynow · 23 days

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An ode to the love lost

And I sit here, burned by grief of what could've been only if one of us would accumulate the courage to live our truth.

'I wonder what it would be like to run my fingers through his curls'- I didn't realise I had voiced that thought. Maybe I said it in a released sigh or a whisper, maybe i yelled, either way I don't remember. It was a harmless fleeting attraction, or so i thought. He was pretty, yes, but he was also beautiful and intriguing in its highest sense. The kind of beauty uncharted waters offer. Mesmerizing, even. He'd leave you in a trance once you set your eyes on him. Or maybe you were exaggerating. Maybe, as pointed by many to you, you simply put him on a pedestal and romanticised him. Maybe he was just another boy with toned muscles, a smile that could light up cities of darkness and hair so tangled that hung loose on top of his forehead. His eyes, oh God, his eyes! His eyes were in resemblance of late autumn leaves that brought in the joy of it being cold and festive again. His eyes were the shade of brown that feels safe enough to confide in. Those irises alone would make you want to confess your dirtiest sins, in assurance that you'd be forgiven regardless. Yet, they were treacherous enough to doubt. The kind that swirl like sweet nectar. Brown, copper eyes that held in some kind of Greek tragedy. His eyes were gentle, almost vulnerable, like a fleeting gazelle's, one fleeing from potential predators. You'd see him staring right into your soul and you couldn't help but look away. Until you'd look back at that familiar warmth of christmas socks and hot chocolate on a chilly morning while you wrote letters to your lost lover by the fire. Destined for a grand tragedy. You'd look back, timid to hold eye contact, wondering what if it was all too good to be true? Men weave beautiful blankets of lies, you were aware. But you'd find his eyes breathless, as if after a passionate kiss and you'd know. You'd know that boyish grin by heart. You'd have it memorised as if it were beats you've hummed for months. You'd know he was luring you but you had known for a while now that that allure wasn't one of malice. What you wouldn't know was if he'd ever reciprocate this affection, and that would terrify you. So much that you'd never bring yourself to confess. And just like that, a love that could've been one for the history books, died suffocating under the ruins of ancient cities.

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letterstomonkey · 3 months

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Secrets

In a perfect world, I was born in secret and I

Die, tomorrow, in secret

My life is written before me; Complicit in shielding

The world from what pity my presence elicits,

Shovel under my intestines and

Bury my opinions about the Day that I’ve been given

Capture like a rabid dog my

Raw intuition, first thing

In the morning when I am as

Close as I’ll be to dreaming or

Sleep-talking,

Find me and listen as my lungs

Speak;

Exhale in synchronicity

These secrets that I keep

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aishasarchive · 6 months

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cherrie0707 · 1 year

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Even if your love were poison, I'd still savor every sip.

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hersurvival · 27 days

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I fell asleep with the window open,

Awoke with the space beside me

Cold and empty

This morning it was snowing,

That slow-motion cotton ball snowfall,

Insulating the world from sound

Laundry has been piled in baskets for weeks,

As I was folding it,

I came across my one and only flannel,

Rembering I had a dream last night

Of you wearing it

Chores finished,

I drove 50 miles to the nearest bookstore,

Wondering what you would fill your arms with,

Imagining what I would read aloud to you

As you saw my arms shake,

Slapping me gently on the wrist and whispering,

"Here, let me do that," with your signature tsk

I so often get,

Brushing out my unkempt hair

And neatly braiding it out of my face before bed

It is snowing again,

That steady, mesmerizing snowfall,

Softly dusting the ground

And I think I am in love with you

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episodesbyb · 7 months

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You keep reminding me

of all the places

where I haven't been loved

where my body is thirsty,

like the sea sand,

ready to absorb as much as it could

each time a wave comes in.

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maiawrites · 1 year

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To the 'You' in all my writings and poetry.

Ps- save or send this to your special human.

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circadeacademia · 24 days

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Prompt: Beach (Escapril Day 15)

Reasons why I might not be a beach person:

1. I hate it when galleons of saltwater floods inside my mouth (it feels awfully similar like swallowing my tears)

2. The sand under my feet gives me the icks (it reminds me of the stubborn stares and remarks hidden under folds of my skin that I can't just rid of)

3. I'm people-intolerant when in multiples of ten (as a member of the infamous people community, I'm allowed to say this)

4. The sun! Oh god, don't I hate the sun! (I'll tell you in a minute why)

In my head, the sun is a molten lava cake that I just g o b b l e up after dinner. A vampire's dream, to b e l o n g, under the caliginous sky.

But I'm just a witch bound to my tartarian fate. I'm a l l e r g i c to mirrors so I stare at the sun until my eyes pop out of the sockets. I like the burning sensation that burrows under my skin with its sharp pincers. You should see my foundation collection that oddly enough, goes l i g h t e r after each use.

The poets told me, it's good to bask in the sun for my s t o n e c o l d heart — so I lay it bare, where it's 40 in c e n t i g r a d e and watch it disintegrate in the most p o e t i c way possible.

B l u e is my favourite colour that I add after summer to make it prettier. Blue is sky, blue is ocean. But I don't remember asking for all these g r a i n y memories under my feet. They haunt from the last time I was a fish and my blue was precisely one b e a c h away from me.

— circadeacademia

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nushchaotic · 7 months

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Autumn told me, "It's okay to fall." To me, autumn, you feel like home. Upon your arrival, I know that the days are going to be shorter and cold. It's time to take out the blankets, so snug, the sunshine now feels like a warm hug. The leaves turn auburn and detach themselves from the branches. The trees stand still, the weather is crisp, but there's comfort in this stillness. The autumn told me that it's okay to break, and fall. It's okay to detach. I like weather, gloomy and my coffee, hot. How about getting drunk on life, just one more shot. Autumn smells like nostalgia, a lost book in the shelf, childhood memories and friends. Everything is fading away like flowers and leaves, but beautifully. Autumn told me, that everything is going to be okay at the end.

~A.m.

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theunchaineddiary · 7 days

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When you grow up together, create your dream together, you see each other's flaws, and insecurity. You have the same beginning, but how come they're winning and you're stumbling. How come they're almost there, being watched thriving, and you're still there from where you began, despite using all your strength and hope, being back in the starting point again. You're dying inside, but you can't cry yet.

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l-michalska-writer · 1 year

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💔Sad prompts:

This love was killing me slowly.

I just needed you to care.

Dear life, I’m over you.

It was not my choice to leave.

Our love is six feet under.

I never could’ve made you stay.

I wish I knew how to love you.

It hurts, it hurts so bad…

I tried to be someone else for his love. I really tried.

I would like you to go.

I can’t even look at you.

I loved her, she loved him. End of story.

“I would never leave you” you said.

I never really got a chance to love you.

Guess your forever was a lie.

I really tried to be what you need.

I wish I knew how to love myself.

I hope I make it to my twentieth birthday.

I gave you my all to you.

You replaced us so quickly.

I gave you all of me.

I let myself love you, I let myself hope though I know how it’ll end.

Next time I won’t fall so hard.

I needed to lose you to love me.

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feverwave · 2 years

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when A finally kisses the person they've been obsessed with with, B but instead of kissing back B tenses into the kiss so A pulls back and wants to run tf away because oh okay will try again next time but B grabs them and kisses A rough and hard. Turns out both of them were simultaneously obsessed.

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letterstomonkey · 11 months

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Flickering

I will not write this piece for you,

But I sure will dedicate it

To the time it took to write you

Unrelenting, bountiful, delicate

The time it took to see me

And I almost didn’t let you, with

My back against the balcony

I had no place to run to

I had no better view

Than both hands gripping the

Railing for my dear life

And just as I leaned my head back

To ask the moon to keep me

From drowning so quickly in you,

I felt your hand on the small of my back

Your lips on my neck like I might be

The only name you ever wanted on

Your breath, hot in my ear,

Hands in your hair, but

I will not write this piece for you

I simply would never forgive myself

If I forgot a single detail

Of how you caught me like lightning

God, I wanted to be electricity

Waking you up, Breathing life into you

Ever, and evermore

I needed it, never before

I didn’t understand how lightning

Could hurt so beautifully

I’m too in awe of you to feel empty now

Knowing you had to leave me,

Flickering,

I am flickering inside,

Please, Don’t leave this light here to die

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notebooklines · 4 months

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daily writing exercise, day 05. prompt- poetry builds on itself?

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byegonnagocrynow · 2 months

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my sanity is fragile, but what even is love if it doesn't drive you insane?

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