Everyone talks about being a hopeless romantic, no one talks about being a helpless romantic. Always putting your love in the wrong place, always yearning for something you can't have. Diving in head-first and giving it your all despite knowing that the heartbreak is inevitable. Being helplessly in love.
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Everyone I put on a pedestal is now on a step. Here I am on the same stairwell. Climbing.
/Dream Job/ Amrin Khalil
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Getting homesick is so precious. Because it reminds you that you have had those places or people in life which felt like home. Isn't that precious!!
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STRANGER -
Staring at the clean wall from my bed,
I'm trying to draw your dirt on ever single face sitting inside this cube,
Walls wants to be filthy,
Brick wants to be felt,
Sand wants to be aligned.
&
There's you a known stranger,
who still don't find yourself between my verses,
who still read it like another newspaper article,
who still don't know that I worship Poetries and it's you, whom I idealized to write one,
who still can't find me between your palm lines,
who still don't wait after school to walk together in the rain after everyone's gone,
who still don't know that I leave my face undaunted to be fixed by your fingers,
who still can't guess that leave my tie bizarre to be positioned by you,
whom I still keep writing,
whom I still keep outlining,
whom I still Love besides the flaws.
I always question myself.
Am I happy ?
and
Then you sing my name and I feel like I'm flawed.
- apollo
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Half of me is you
Is it me?
Is it me?
or is it you in me?
Who am i?
Am i you in disguise?
I don't know what I am without you
What I would've been if you hadn't come my way
I am made of your best pieces
You swallowed my existence
like a black hole
and emitted a better version of you in parts of my form
Half of me is you and the other half of me
is, unintentionally, trying to be you
They will have to know you first to know me
When they ask me my favourite color
I remember yours
When they ask me my favourite book
I remember yours
When they ask me my favourite memory
I remember yours
By that I mean
I have no memory without you in it
Even though I hadn't met you in my childhood
You are there, in my memory, standing afar
Our hands almost touch
"I wish I met you sooner."
"I wish I never met you."
You are the shape of my water
Your sorrow, my drought
Your words are the pearls I wear around my neck
Your silence, my necklace's chokehold
You are my eclipse
But your absence causes apocalypse
Half of me is you and the other half of me
is trying to be you
and yet I cannot love me but I can love you
—𝓓
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"You don't have to romanticise your suffering". I'm kinder to what I love, I forgive. A million heartbreaks later, I still forgive. And if only I could love myself the same way, if only I could forgive myself that way every time I make a mistake. So I romanticise my suffering in an attempt to love myself. Because I too am, a part of my suffering after all.
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I just think that
"are you eating enough" - I hope you're taking care of the body you call home;
"did you sleep well": I hope your fears don't keep you up too much at night;
"how's life been treating you?"- i hope sometimes you just look around in life and sense warmth and comfort
"are you feeling okay"- you know it's a journey even if you aren't, right?
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𝘐𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘻𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘦.
- John Green, Looking for Alaska.
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