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jklunar · 2 years

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sometimes i believe in soulmates

i believe that one soul can be split into two. a heart, a body, and our lungs divided equally as could be

so maybe that’s why you can call me insane-- because I always felt something was wrong when i slept next to him. because as my chest rose, his would fall a stutter in my breathing would lead to none in his how my breaths were deeper, longer, more painful than his.

and while a stuck clock can still be right, ours were never posed in one certain way. we ticked at different intervals, my seconds were always a little too slow.

we weren’t soulmates because we didn’t breathe the same.

“that’s silly” i can hear you say--

yeah, but it makes sense in a way, a weird way i suppose.

because i always imagined me and my future to be in sync, to love and be loved in a way we were the same, to always know what the other lives and breathes, to be what they want and need. to appreciate the other as they should themselves.

and if i were to believe in soulmates when it came to us, when we couldn’t breathe on the same level, or tick on the same clock, then when our differences become complex-- and breathing isn’t our only difficulty

how could we sync then?

we differ in the simplest ways, bouncing off of each other, a push and pull, a tug of war, in a delay of our second hand we weren’t the perfect match, we weren’t a display of how opposites attract.

so back then, i wished for a time for you to be mine, but our souls met, they tried, and suddenly they failed.

so even if sometimes i believe in soulmates, it doesn’t mean that you're mine.

#soulmate #soulmates #poem #poetry #ramble #rambles #poetry break #sync #lungs #breathing #belief #art #writing

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ravena-wrote · 2 years

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When people ask how I am doing I want to say

i think i will spend the rest of my life in a flinch. on the edge of a precipice. counting all the almosts and shivering in the silent air where your name echoes like a gunshot.

#poem #ravenawrote #love #angst #sad #sad poem #poetry #writers of tumblr #writblr #creative writing #prose #poetry break

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missinyouiskillingme · 4 months

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I went on with my life - even without you. And yet I still think of you and wish that we had kept our promise.

— r.r.

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perfectquote · 7 months

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Sometimes it feels better not to talk. At all. About anything. To anyone.

Breaking Bad

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resqectable · 1 month

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Sometimes it feels better not to talk. At all. About anything. To anyone.

Breaking Bad

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manicgremlinnightmaregirl · 1 year

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maybe i was just a girl.. interrupted.

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stay-close · 3 months

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Sometimes it feels better not to talk. At all. About anything. To anyone.

Breaking Bad

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lucidloving · 3 months

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@redpi11 // Anaïs Nin // @kfkx // Jennifer Willoughby, "The Sun is Still a Part of Me" // Jorge Luis Borges, "A New Refutation of Time" // Euripides, Medea (trans. Oliver Taplin) // Jenny Slate, Little Weirds // Keaton St. James, "September Affirmation (Don't Be Afraid)" // @kfkx // Czeslaw Milosz, "Late Ripeness" (trans. Robert Haas)

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thirteen-31 · 25 days

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@thirteen-31 for film vibes

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j-jasmine · 2 months

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#quote #lovequotes #love #text post #poetry #romance #heart break #sadquote

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hamletthedane · 4 months

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When Shakespeare describes the eventual end of human history as “the last SYLLABLE of recorded time” suggesting that the end of humanity will not be with a bang, a whimper, a gunshot, a sword, or even a breath, but with a syllable - a word….

And the fact that the line ends on the word “time”, which is one stressed syllable past its welcome in the iambic pentameter, suggesting that time itself continues long after human speech (iambic pentameter) has already ended AAAAAAHHHHHHH-

#macbeth #honestly Macbeth’s soliloquy is such a particularly brilliant piece of poetry #the breaking up of the iambic pentameter into increasingly irregular lines #the fact that half of the lines have feminine endings and he’s trying to cram three syllables into one #and also how both ‘tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow’ and ‘creeps in this petty pace’ FEELS creeping and cyclical #love it

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lovely-abeille · 5 days

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a questionnaire, noor unnahar // haunted womanhood, heather havrilesky // lamb's head on a plate, viggo johansen // citizen illegal, josé olivarez // grief lessons: four plays by euripides; tr., anne carson

#sorry for the hiatus guys #i took a break to let myself breathe for a bit #web weaving #web weave #fragments #parallels #comparatives #poetry compilation #lit #literature #on growing up #noor unnahar #heather havrilesky #viggo johansen #jose olivarez #euripides #anne carson

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nichohnedich · 9 months

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you didn't say goodbye and part of me believes that means you are coming back

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missinyouiskillingme · 1 year

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I never gave up on you even when you gave up on me.

— r.r.

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thoughtkick · 7 months

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Sometimes it feels better not to talk. At all. About anything. To anyone.

Breaking Bad

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haleyincarnate · 10 months

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What a sinking feeling. I am so heavy right now.

#hmh #mine #writing #quote #handwriting #love #loss #heartbreak #relationships #break up #longing #ache #poetry #short poem #hmh writing

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