#laments

[contractbound]

On Hearing People's Wishes...

Last summer, @wayward-aeon asked me to give my perspective on people praying to the Adep/ti (more specifically the Yak/shas), as well as elaborate on this in-game line:

Whether yours or Li/yue's, I hear all cries for help, all prayers for peace, and all the wishes carried by the lanterns.

Below the cut is my answer to that, taken from informal private messages and edited into more of a personal essay.

August 2023 ; 711 words

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What I said to Aether while making my promise to come when he called is true — I do hear everyone's wishes and calls for help. As far back in my canon as I can remember, I'd always been sensitive/attuned to the desires and needs of the people of Li/yue. I remember making a silent oath to answer what I could.

Regarding which calls I answer, I mostly pay attention to the wishes that actually fell under my jurisdiction, like providing protection. It was very easy to do that when Li/yue was still young, and the people back then were primarily concerned with survival. They usually didn't ask for pointless things like wealth and status. Really...what am I supposed to do about requests like that?

I suppose Aether could be considered a special exception to an extent. While he doesn't permanently reside in Li/yue, I personally made a promise to him to come when called, and I respond to his wishes even when they have nothing to do with my actual purpose/job. In my noemata, when he'd call my name, I'd hear it come through in my head — like a telepathic connection, but not purely. It also partially feels like I just have unnaturally good ears.

It feels the same with others who pray to the Adep/ti. I'm particularly sensitive to it during Lan/tern Rite. I think if I held someones Xi/ao Lantern in my hands, I could tell you the individual wish attached to it (but I wouldn't tell a soul, because that's bad luck). While I can't personally fulfill every person in Li/yue's every desire (especially because so many of them nowadays are outside of my jurisdiction and skill set), I still hold them close to my heart.

As for what is within my jurisdiction...there have been many occasions out in the wild where someone would scream for help after running into monsters, and I'd come to their rescue. No matter how far away I was.

On the topic of people praying to the Yak/shas in specific, I was aware of it. Spiritual practices dedicated to us such as prayer and leaving offerings were much more widespread in ancient times. We were much more revered and known back then because our abilities were a lot more needed (and of course, because we were much more numerous). In the "current-day" Tey/vat, barely anyone prays to the Yak/shas at all, and many others don't even know about us. However, that's a tangent for another time.

My connection to Aether and to the people of Li/yue that allows me to hear their wishes is of unknown origin at this point in time. I wonder if there was something innate in me that allowed me to feel this way, or if it was purely a skill picked up and developed over time after establishing my contract with Mo/rax. My current hunch is that it's a mix of both.

Before the contract, I'd have little to no reason to listen to people's desires, but I also feel like its just part of my nature to be attuned to others, even if I behave otherwise. This impression comes from memories I have of when I was still young. Before I entered any god's servitude, and I was just left to my own devices, I would spend my days entering and exploring people's dreams. Someone's dreams, especially on Tey/vat, are their memories, their love, their essence, their desire.

At that time in my life, my most prominent trait other than naive was curious. I wanted to understand people, and entering their dreams was like looking into their souls. It was a very effective way for me to sate this curiosity. Over the centuries, I got more and more intimately familiar with dreams and their nature. Even as I was devouring them, my understanding grew.

I wouldn't be surprised if being so tuned in to the desires of the people I swore to protect was largely a result of my "upbringing", for lack of a better term. I know firsthand how potent yet fragile dreams are, and that knowledge motivates me to protect them.

...If I could give back what I've stolen, and make a few come true, that would be all the better.

#laments #kinposting #fictionkin #you'll have to pardon any inconsistent tense #sometimes writing about my canon in present tense feels best #and sometimes i prefer past tense. i flip flop between the two #going back and reading my paragraph about the yak/shas after 2024 lant/ern rite was something #once esoteric knowledge apart from glamorized literature‚ now mi/nu has his own lantern... #someday i'd like to get into my memories about yak/sha worship over the centuries‚ and what i thought about it #i'd also like to come back to this with updated thoughts in general #in light of the yak/shas slowly entering the public eye again

[darkmothsy]

I am so sick of waking up at this point

#every days a repeat of the last #im so tired #unmotivated #nothing helps #hella depressed #hopeless #personal #laments #i feel like shit #i need a total life makeover #and to disappear without a trace

[angeloncewas]

this season is all endings

[ moths, jennifer o'grady // patriarch, caitlin scarano // summertime in paris - jaden // the rains catch me by surprise, meher manda // summertime sadness - lana del rey // cruel summer - taylor swift ]

#web weaving #web weave #poetry #summer #words #???? #laments #i made this instead of writing

[tenth-sentence]

But in his sleep he heard the voice of Morwen lamenting, and often she spoke his name; and it seemed to him that her voice came out of Brethil.

"The Silmarillion" - J.R.R. Tolkien

#book quote #the silmarillion #jrr tolkien #sleep #dreams #lamenting #laments #name #vision #precognition #morwen #brethil

[newpotatoe]

gardening

My blue pansy

My desert flower

Bold and beauteous

Like a Sun ray

If I pick you

You will cry

You will wilt

And you will die

But If I leave you

You will burn

And shrivel

In the summer Sun

What can I do

To see you filled?

My heart weeps for your smile

I can water you with the joyous tears

My soul bursts when you bloom

I can fertilize you with the fervent debris

Don’t you know how special you are?

It is all I am to see you thrive 💙💙💙

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#short prose #writeblr #poetry #literature #romance #distant love #love story #unrequited love #love poem #love poetry #laments #lonliness #separation #relationships #women #sonnet #love #my love

[officialyourdailyinspiration]

Job Speaks Angry Words to God

1 After this Job opened his mouth and cursed the day he was born. 2 He said, 3 “Let the day be lost on which I was born, and the night which said, ‘A boy is born.’ 4 May that day be darkness. May God above not care for it. May light not shine on it. 5 Let darkness and a heavy shadow take it for their own. Let a cloud come upon it. Let the darkness of the day bring fear upon it. 6 As for that night, let darkness take hold of it. Let it not have joy among the days of the year. Let it not come into the number of months. 7 Yes, let that night be alone and empty. Let no sound of joy come into it. 8 Let those curse it who curse the day, who are able to wake up the Leviathan. 9 Let the early morning stars be made dark. Let it wait for light but have none. Do not let it see the light of day. 10 Because it did not keep my mother from giving birth to me, or hide trouble from my eyes.

11 “Why did I not die at birth? Why did I not come from my mother and die? 12 Why did the knees receive me, or why the breasts, that I should have milk? 13 For now I would have lain down and been quiet. I would have slept then. I would have been at rest, 14 with kings and wise men of the earth who built cities for themselves that are now destroyed. 15 I would have been at rest with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver. 16 Why did I not die before I was born, hidden and put away, as babies that never see the light? 17 There the troubles of the sinful stop. There the tired are at rest. 18 Those in prison are at rest together. They do not hear the voice of the one who rules over their work. 19 The small and the great are there. And the servant is free from his owner.

20 “Why is light given to him who suffers? Why is life given to those who feel sad in their soul? 21 They wait for death, but there is none. They dig for it more than for hidden riches. 22 They are filled with much joy and are glad, when they find the grave. 23 Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, and around whom God has built a wall? 24 For I cry inside myself in front of my food. My cries pour out like water. 25 What I was afraid of has come upon me. What filled me with fear has happened. 26 I am not at rest, and I am not quiet. I have no rest, but only trouble.” — Job 3 | New Life Version (NLV) New Life Version Holy Bible Copyright © 1969, 2003 by Barbour Publishing, Inc. Cross References: Genesis 30:3; 1 Samuel 28:19; Job 2:13; Job 4:1; Job 6:7; Job 7:8; Job 9:28; Job 10:18; Job 12:17; Job 12:21; Job 21:33; Job 41:1; Job 41:18; Psalm 44:19; Psalm 58:8; Proverbs 31:6; Ecclesiastes 6:3; Lamentations 3:7; Jeremiah 8:3; Jeremiah 15:10; Jeremiah 20:17; Revelation 9:6

#Job #angry #laments #birth #JOb 3 #Book of Job #Old Testament #NLV #New Life Version Holy Bible #Barbour Publishing Inc.

[shadownerdcandy]

Lament of the Elder Lich

The league of dominance is at mine hand, Such wavering low lives could never understand, To being one step closer to master the realm of death, In exchange of human emotions and my mortal breath.

Oh anger, where art thine vehemence? Once set ablaze from the bad faith from mine fellowmen, Excruciating indeed and yet, gone from existence? Churned to dour expressions, over and over again.

Oh vengeance, where art thine gratification? As I was blessed to live and cursed for extermination? Hunger and thirst pleads to me no more, Casted off mine own pleasure, ingrained with ignoble chore.

Oh abandonment, where art thine despondency? The chill through the spine from being buried under, Calling out mine faithful allies that sits atop of me, 'Twas I declare an insurgence, for us to fracture the foes in sunder!

Oh thou doeth the disloyalty to thine superior, I bring pity from thine agony of mutilation, Thou shouldest have retain the heart of a warrior, Do not fret, thine expertise shall be useful after reanimation.

-fin-

Credits for the CC: @shandir, @natalia-auditore, @blueshreve, @mermansimmer-blog, and @dansimsfantasy.

#ts4 cc #ts4ccmm #sims 4 maxis match #poetry #laments #lament of the elder lich #simblreen #ts4 edit #feeling like a shakespeare but not really lol #simblreen 2022

[mikistli]

En verdad te juro que intenté hacer las cosas bien y unirme a ti pero es obvio que la prefieres a ella

☁︎𝕀𝕥𝕫𝕒́☁︎

#pensamientos #vista #lluvia #laments #lagrimas #azul #arte #notas #escritos #esfuerzo #chica triste

[kath-03]

CARTA.

⁠Se um dia eu morrer , não quero ninguém no meu caixão se lamentando porque quando eu mais precisei NINGUÉM estava lá.

Saibam que eu lutei tentei, e tentei Muito ,mesmo sendo muito difícil eu sempre procurava estar bem e saber lidar com esse sofrimento. Sempre busquei um escape para esse sofrimento, busquei vícios como escrever para que, eu me esquecesse da dor profunda que sentia , porém ela permaneceu.

Dias passam e eu continuo aqui, sozinha dentro desse quarto escuro com um fone no ouvido , com a cabeça a milhão e vários pensamentos negativos.

#ansiedad #depressao #estado emocional #laments #frases

[purpuraasd]

Te estoy soltando de a poquito cada noche

#desde el fondo de mi corazón #amor y dolor #ojosdecielosposts #laments #notas tristes #citas en tumblr #pensamientos #proceso #asi es la vida #frases #escritos de amor #noches tristes #dolor de cabeza #llanto #ojos vacios #noche #amores

[contractbound]

a post-battle memory involving aether, taking place while washing off at an unnamed lake. contains descriptions of blood.

first person writing exercise from september 2022 ; 319 words

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There is little room for respite in a yak/sha’s day to day. It’s something I’ve come to accept millennia ago. But admittedly, this acceptance doesn’t diminish the value of the instances where everything comes to a still.

Fleeting, transitory moments of time that allow me to take in Li/yue’s beauty and comfort. I feel like a sojourner of dreams again, cautiously drinking in that which wasn’t meant for me to indulge.

I remember one such moment. The lake water lapped at my skin at a slow, steady pace. In my hands I washed my clothes with a gentleness that was almost repentant. I was alone, and my surroundings were quiet. It was a stark contrast to the violence that took place just moments ago.

From my clothes and skin and hair, the blood washed off. It pooled red where I stood before travelling along the current, coloring the river beyond. Tainted by bloodshed though it was, this moment still held its place in my mind as a rare taste of tranquility.

Then you came along.

I paused everything and watched as you approached, panting, as fast as your legs could carry you. I could see the panic in your expression. You were running along the river in a hurry…and it took you to me.

My first instinct was that perhaps you were in danger. I was prepared to redress and draw my weapon, but then you stopped. You looked at me with wide eyes. The slight parting of your lips betrayed intent to say something, but nothing came out. Instead, you simply stood there before me. You shone a gold as brilliant as Cor Lap/is.

I listened carefully, and when I heard no signs of danger, that’s when the pieces clicked together in my head. Forever unable to ignore your hero’s instinct. It seemed I’d brought you trouble once again.

I’m sorry for worrying you. The blood isn’t mine.

#laments #kinposting #art #fictionkin #this one is very short but i don't feel like adding onto it #since it's pretty old i'd edit it but i'm too lazy. it is what it is

[darkmothsy]

If only you could see me now

#personal #it's so different now #i am finally accomplishing everything i wanted to #i am working on being who i want to be #i wish you were around to see it #laments #my thoughts #late night thoughts #sad hours #there are so many people I mean this about #half in a fuck you I'm better than you way #half in a look good good I'm doing kinda way

[versos-do-coracao]

Querida morte, eu nunca esperei tanto por sua chegada. A vida na terra está tão difícil, eu sinto que eu sou um peso para sociedade, para meus pais, para o mundo. Eu simplesmente não aguento mais, quero que você me leve logo para o inferno, lá com certeza é melhor do que viver com essa gente aqui. O mundo está tão pesado, a vida está pesada, está doendo tanto que eu chego a engasgar com meu próprio choro, cansei de acordar chorando, dormir chorando, guardar tudo para mim e não dar conta disso mais depois MORTE por favor me leve, queria tanto ter uma vida normal, não ser doente, não depender dos meus pais para nada, não depender de ninguém para nada. Conviver com doença já é difícil, conviver com gente falsa piora tudo e mais... Eu só queria ser normal, não queria sentir tanto ódio, tanto desgosto... Eu não vivo, eu nunca vivi, eu só sobrevivo e vou levando assim como dá... Suicídio? Já tentei três vezes, três vezes de fracasso, preciso encontrar outra forma para que a morte chegue mais rápido, eu não aguento mais... Família não é sobre laço sanguíneo, seu sangue até pernilongo tem, família é quem não te julga, família é quem não mente, família é quem não te adoece, família não é falsa... UM DIA APÓS MEU SUICÍDIO, EU VI MINHA MÃE SOBRE MEU CAIXÃO FINGINDO LAMENTAR A MINHA PERDA E DESCOBRIR QUE NÃO PODE MAIS COMPRAR A MORTE COM COMIDA, TAMPAR AS CAGADAS DELA COM COMIDA OU AGRADOS E NÃOTER VALORIZADO A FILHA INCRÍVELQUE ELA TINHA (A OVELHA NEGRA DA FAMÍLIA) COMO ELA PENSA. UM DIA APÓS MEU SUICÍDIO, EU VI MEU PAI SOBRE MEU CAIXÃO CHORANDO E SE PERGUNTANDO O PORQUE DISSO E LAMENTANDO NÃO SE DESCULPAR COMIGO ANTES( POR UM DIA TER FALADO QUE EU ERA UMA VAGABUNDA E EU NAO DEVIA TER NASCIDO, UM DIA APÓS MEU SUICÍDIO, MINHA IRMÃ NEM COMOARECEU AO MEU VELÓRIO PORQUE ELA SÓ PENSA NELA MESMA, UM DIA APÓS MEU SUICÍDIO, MEU IRMÃO TENTAVA NÃO CHORAR PARA NÃO PERDER A POSE DE HOMEM.... UM DIA APÓS MEU SUICÍDIO, MEU GATO DESAPARECEU PORQUÊ SENTIU A MINHA FALTA, TALVEZ FOSSE O UNICO QUE REALMENTE SENTISSE PELA PERDA, UM DIA APÓS MEU SUICÍDIO, MEUS POUCOS AMIGOS QUE REALMEMTE SE IMPORTAVAM COMIGO LAMENTARAM PELA PERDA... UM DIA APÓS MEU SUICÍDIO, MEU IRMÃO MAIS VELHO NÃO ENTENDIA O MOTIVO. Na verdade ninguém entende o motivo, mas a *familia* essa família tóxica depois da morte, sente a perda e se perguntam o porquê de eu ter feito isso... AQUELES QUE TE MACHUCARAM E FIZERAM FLORESCER ESSAS FERIDAS, A DEPRESSÃO, O DESEJO DE SUICÍDIO, NUNCA VÃO SENTIR CULPA, PORQUE GENTE PODRE NÃO SENTE CULPA, SE FINGEM DE SONSOS E QUANDO VOCÊ JOGA NA CARA O TANTO QUE ESSAS PESSOAS TE MACHUCARAM, ELAS SIMPLESMENTE FALAM... Eu não lembro de ter feito isso com você. UM DIA APÓS MEU SUICÍDIO, EU REALMENTE PUDE DESCANSAR, NAO SENTIR CULPA POR SER INÚTIL COMO SEMPRE ME FIZERAM ACREDITAR QUE EU FUI, DESCANSEI MINHA MENTE, NAO PRECISEI MAIS CONVIVER COM ESSAS PESSOAS QUE SE AUTO SE CHAMARAM DE MINHA FAMILIA E AS MESMAS QUE ME FIZERAM TIRAR MINHA PROPRIA VIDA... Um dia após meu suicídio, minha mãe sentiu culpa, pois ela sabia o que ela fez... Um dia após meu suicídio, o diabo me levou e eu simplesmente agradeci!!!!

#suicid #suicidas #suicida #suicídio #notas tristes #tristeza #bad #depressao #coração #lagrimas #desaparecer #depressing post #depresszió #morte #florescer #velorio #laments

[graycloak]

A Lament for Tumblr Friends of Yore

Tumblr's anonymity is excellent - except for when I notice Tumblr connections I've made who have gone dark or have deleted their blogs and I don't have any way to reach out :\

Of the two, those who delete their blogs are probably a little better, because there is a finality in that severed connection to the community. There was purpose behind the action, even if I'm not privy to that purpose.

Those who just go dark leave me in this low-key anxious state worrying if they're okay. So I use the message feature to ping them .. then I reach out by sending them an Ask... and then I wait......

There are myriad reasons someone goes dark, and a sum total of zero of them are my business - I get that. I just hope they're okay.

You are the magic, my friend. You are loved, and you are missed. Wherever you are, be brave, be kind, be strong. Know you always have a hand to hold… a shoulder to cry on… an ear to bend… a hug to embrace. Until we meet again, in this life or beyond… May your burden be light, and your spirit joyful.

#personal #laments #lament for friends #vagueblogging #i miss you and wish i knew you were okay

[ghostsxthoughts]

𝐼𝑓 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒...

𝐼𝑓 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒... (𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝐼'𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑓)

𝐼𝑓 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒...

𝐼𝑓 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒...

𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝐼 𝑎𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑖𝑧𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑝𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑐 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠? 𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 (𝑇𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡!)

𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡

𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒?

𝑊𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟... (𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒)

𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒, 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝐼'𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑓

𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑠𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑑? 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑓𝑎𝑡𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒! 𝑂ℎ, 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒, 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑟! 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑖𝑓 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑤𝑛 (𝑀𝑦 𝑜𝑤𝑛!)

𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝐼 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢

𝑁𝑜𝑤 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑖𝑓 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒 (𝐴𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒!)

𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒?

𝑊𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟... (𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒)

𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒, 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝐼'𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑓

𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑠𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑑?

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒 (𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑠𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑑?)

𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 (𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑠𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑑?)

𝐼 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 (𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑠𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑑?)

𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒, 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝐼'𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑓

𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒?

𝑊𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟... (𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒)

𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒, 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝐼'𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑓

𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑠𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑑?

𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑠𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑑?

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑡ℎ𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛'𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑙 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑑

𝐼𝑛 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑠, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑟𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑥𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑙.

𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑢��ℎ 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑢𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑛 𝐵𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝑝𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑜 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔

𝐻𝑎𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑝𝑢𝑏 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑢𝑏𝑡𝑒𝑑𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑖𝑓 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑎 𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑡ℎ 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠

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[newpotatoe]

Hardness

Why is it so hard

To touch your face

To smell your breath

To hear your heartbeat

Why so many obstacles

And hoops to jump through

Before I can actually

Be with you?

I grow weary of

Proving my love

No matter what I do —

It’s not enough

The situation just keeps reminding me

That your life is everything and

My life is nothing

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