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trustonlystars · 9 months
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We are out in the lands of magic, there is nothing you cannot be. Walk around the soft grass and write stories about the lakes, use your wings that have remained hidden for so long, and fly away to heights that cannot weigh you down. You are meant for musings, you are meant to be kissed like a photograph found after ages. You deserve slow dances, you deserve smiles, you deserve to be heard and felt. You deserve to be like a music album where the lyrics are nothing but snippets from your life. You deserve to live your dreams, the same dreams that keep you going. You are a dream, please be around dreamers.
-trustonlystars | Jannie F
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dg-fragments · 4 years
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Over the horizon
Perhaps over the horizon, there is a place, Not bound by time or barriers, Where we can enjoy each other's presence, Away from the world and its catastrophes, Maybe we can rejoice in watching the setting sun, Side by side a coconut palm tree, I will always remember you, For you brought a peace that can not be refuted, Your aura drove through me an emotion I can not explain, So I write, giving life to those feelings within me, In the form of words and verses, That you, only you have inspired.
- DG
Artwork and inspiration credits: @trustonlystars​ =)
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imperiallefty · 4 years
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wholesomequotess · 3 years
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There's something so warm about watching the skies pour ferociously, when your heart can't shed tears.
- trustonlystars | J.
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trustonlystars · 3 months
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You know what love, I am grateful to have you. These years have been magical to me. My heart experienced you in a way that was so comforting. I will always cherish the moments I spent with you. I will love you with these memories and I will turn these memories into art. Of the love that I won't be able to give you, I'll make art out of it. And I don't ever want you to regret a decision about not choosing me, because if you do, I will regret it too. But just keep loving. I'll keep loving you, you came into my life like a warm blow of wind and made me feel at home. You are not going anywhere. I have scribbled the secrets to our love in every odd page of my numerous diaries. I have your name in my favour. We won't lose against life and fate love, they have always been on our side. They keep falling in love with our love, who else could draw us apart? I'll keep believing in our love.
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trustonlystars · 4 months
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“Looks like December will always remind me of love. There are whispers in the universe at this time of the year. As if there is some story waiting to write itself. It leaves me love notes on the wall, amidst the clouds, on sign boards across the road. It brings me dreams that I can't dare to forget, December brings me love wrapped as gifts, the same old love in new fancy boxes. I am running out of place in my heart to keep this vintage love. I always find gift boxes at my winter door, I open them with so much hope but every time, every single time, it only brings me back the same old love.”
- trustonlystars | Jannie F
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trustonlystars · 6 months
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“For the first time, I didn’t want to pour pain into poems, I didn’t want to utter a word that showed how cracked and bruised my heart was. For the first time, I couldn’t find a heart that would listen to my broken poems and half reasoned rants. As if the world had gone silent, there was music but no one to hum along. I felt the distance creep on me, I heard loud silence I always wanted to run away from. For the first time, I didn’t have blood to bleed.”
- trustonlystars
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trustonlystars · 7 months
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You were the best thing that happened to me, I am going around places and doing things that take me one step closer to our dream and I don’t mention you as often as I used to, I don’t tell people how I loved you and still do but I talk about something else instead. I say I have a lot, so I really do and I barely get moments to catch feelings, I barely get moments to breathe your name. You have always been the best thing that happened to me, and I don't talk about us as often but a part of me wants to keep you with me, alive in every moment. I don't know how to unlove you and I won't.
- trustonlystars | Jannie F
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trustonlystars · 3 months
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Do you ever fall in love with sunshine a little more? It’s the same as having more time to yourself. When you know you can skip something to stay back in your zone, the kind of sweetness that cancelled plans bring where you sneak out of parties with loud music and louder people. Do you ever think back on who makes the best cup of coffee for you? I still don’t know how I like my coffee, but every time my dad brings me one, it feels perfect. Do you ever see grace in these moments? Do you ever see how pretty castles your mind makes and such an honour it is for you to walk down that aisle? Do you ever listen to music play and wish to be a song someone cannot forget? Do you ever let music make that kind of home in your heart? The same kind that we find in Church hallways in the softness of hymns. Do you ever want to sit back right where you are so life could just be and you could take another sip of coffee and watch sunshine walk through shadows?
- trustonlystars | Jannie F
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trustonlystars · 3 months
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I met my younger self last evening, in my old diaries. She and I have this wonderful habit of writing things down, we've written our worries, sadness, joy, and achievements. Last to last winter I got into the habit of maintaining a gratitude journal; I used to write my goals and one good thing that happened to me that day. The last entry was on the 5th of April 2021, right before my mom fell sick. I thought that would have been the last entry, but I flipped through the pages and saw the next one- 14th June. I paused. I didn't know I held that kind of courage to walk back into a life where everything kept falling apart. I didn't know I had it in me to find my way back within one month of losing her. And no, I'm not glorifying it- I always considered myself too weak, gave lame excuses on how I couldn't do something but that one entry held so much truth. At that moment, all I wanted to do was to hug my younger self, apologize to her and tell her how proud of her I was.
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trustonlystars · 7 months
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Things I really wanted to tell you;
I miss you, and I am not saying this because I miss having you around, or for the reasons that I miss making love to you, of course I do but I miss you in a way where I miss having conversations with you. You know I became this extremely talkative person around you, because you've always been so comfortable to me. I really miss that, and I know you do too because the way we shared our life with each other was not something we shared with anyone else. At times I get so selfish and make it all about how I am hurting, I have always been focused and presumed that I am the one who's hurting more. You're probably keeping yourself busy and that's how you're avoiding facing the void but I'm sure there are days when you really need me too, and I am sorry love for not being able to share that moment with you. I am sorry that life turned out to give this twist to our story and I don't know what's ahead but for the first time this feeling of it being wrong is not seeming to fade away. I've tried everything and I don't want to reshape the strings we've drawn to each other and we both know that not talking probably doesn't help the feelings off. In fact I think we are always talking to each other in our thoughts, and there's always going to be a place where we are together. We've known and taught each other to remain sane by remaining connected in our thoughts and that's still there. I can still feel and sometimes I have to stop thinking about you so it doesn't bother you. But you know I'll be right here when you need me. And somedays are really too much, like I don't know why but ever since I've heard you laugh on the call. I didnt even realise how much I missed that sound, your voice is one thing but baby the sound of your laugh is just so therapeutic and I'm not going to sing songs of comparisons. I know there won't be anyone else who will find that peace in it, but I still wish for you to find someone who helps you define love in even better language. If we were magic I want something blissful to happen to you. I am this close for the universe to turn around and tell me we can be, I am this close, so very close sitting with faith an inch away from the final word. I am going places but my heart is seated just there waiting for the universe to accept my plea and say the word, these silent asks have taken all my heart and I am here waiting for life to happen. Because this right now is okay, but it doesn't feel of what's between us. I could stop talking to you but I'm with you in my thoughts and I'm either missing you or either wishing well for you. I'll be right here when you need me and I am just waiting for the universe to align stories and sequences in your life so you could be at a place where you would want to have love and keep it, where you get to a point where you finally start asking for the things and people that you really want in your life. I hope things get easier for you love, I really wish that for you, that everything, every single thing that you put your heart on comes easier to you, with no efforts. If my stars are listening, that's what I want for you, if our stars are listening I want every single thing that you put your heart on to come to you in magical ways with no effort. I want that kind of life to come to you, and I believe you deserve all of it and so much more. I want you to open your heart and seek life the way it seeks you.
- trustonlystars
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trustonlystars · 4 months
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For a brief moment I dreamt of us, every inch of me felt like it had come back home. I was calm, no fleeting thoughts, not one moment of fidgeting to do something. It was a moment of learning how it was to be in love with you, and I could give all my heart to the universe to want it back. For a moment in the dream, my hands were searching for yours, I saw you for half a second before you disappeared and then I kept looking for you. I wanted to go hold your hand, simply hold it because I missed you, because I felt you were taking steps back into distance of fading away within yourself. I wanted to hold your hand, I wanted to just hold your hand. It was a silent promise that we kept making, a silent prayer that was always answered. In that moment I knew that if I just hold your hand your heart will feel centered once again, and mine will be next to yours. In that moment, holding your hand was the only promise I wanted to make.
- trustonlystars | Jannie F
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trustonlystars · 1 month
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I take the train at odd hours, sit in the opposite direction and watch everything move away and away. Just like that, I want to take a train back in time when I still had courage left in me, a little rigour, a little anger to get what I wanted, a little grip over things that my heart loved. Some days you hope to take a train back in time, when you didn’t have to make adult decisions every single day, where you were just growing up and time didn’t put age brackets next to your name. Back to a time when I could love without having to add filters and consequences. I want to go back in time so I can hold onto things and people that caress my heart in ways no one has, I want to bring back a little rebellious energy to fight for things that make me happy, I am tired of just letting go. - trustonlystars | Jannie F
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trustonlystars · 2 years
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Do you ever get nostalgic for people who no longer are in your life? They stayed with you for a brief part of your childhood, college years or even work life and they touched your heart in a way that was warm, maybe they made you smile in a way that was genuine. Do you ever feel nostalgic for those people? Maybe they no longer talk to you, maybe they've lost touch, maybe they have moved away. And now you think of them, sometimes dream of them, as if the conversation is still where you last left it. And then, you miss them, you just do. You don't want anything more, not even a conversation, but just the nostalgia is good, it's warm, and you just wish them good in your prayers. Nostalgia is proof that my heart knows to forgive, and love across time and space.
- trustonlystars | Jannie F
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trustonlystars · 1 year
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Meet me where I sit with my insecurities. Show me your vulnerabilities, scars that hurt, memories that still haunt. Meet me by the beach and tell me about your childhood memories, with or without the traumas. Meet me at the dark alley so you could share your truths, and I can unveil mine. Meet me near the lake at dusk so we could undress our shields, uncover our stories, even before a subtle bare nudge. Meet me in the clouds, and tell me that the imaginary world does exist, and you have seen magic grow in my backyard. Meet me at the hill so we can scream to the stars to make our wish come true, let’s scream so loud that the stars have no choice but to fall for us. Meet me where your heart meets mine, meet me where I meet myself.
- trustonlystars | Jannie F
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trustonlystars · 3 months
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Some days, I have conversations in my head, with my mum. She tells me how she’ll bring me anything I want. And that’s true, I do get everything that I wish for, and it is great, sure as hell it is magical but- on some days it still feels like compensation.
Then I hear her pleading voice, loud and clear asking- what else can she do to reduce the heaviness in my heart? to reduce this aching emptiness within me?
She’s at the door that grants my wishes into reality, she’s trying so hard to make it up, so hard to fill in her absence with my endless wishes but some days it still feels like compensation.
And she’ll bring the world to me in a heartbeat but there’s nothing that fills the void.
- trustonlystars | Jannie F
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