I think hearts are like mirrors.
When they are broken, it takes intention, slow retrieval of the pieces to try to make them whole, again.
When others choose to look closely and with understanding, they see it has been shattered, but with an attempt at repair.
It takes two rare people to appreciate what is in front of them.
The one who is willing to stand in front of you, bleeding, vulnerable, reluctant, and so flawed and one who sees the same in themselves and so much beauty in all of those things. -gerotonin
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I am so small.
can anyone hear me?
I hurt so deeply,
to be the little girl I never could be.
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Words Stuck In My Throat After They All Leave Me
Running in circles around you
Trying to figure out how you’re feeling
You give me the cold shoulder all the time
Just tell me how we’re defined
But then you left me
All alone and empty
And I’m dying to get you back
But you don’t want me like that
And I know I fucked up too
Broke your soul in two
But I was broken first
This isn’t what I deserve
I showed you my heart
And you left me in the dark
Trying to be more
So I don’t feel like a chore
I miss you do damn bad
But you don’t miss me like that
I know there was some mishaps
But no one deserves to feel so blue,
Over you
I’m sorry
I’ll get better
I’m sorry
I’m trying my best
To be good for you
But now I’m lying on the bathroom floor
Crying my eyes out
Wishing for more
But I can’t even hug you anymore
I can’t call you a stranger
But you won’t even read my texts
I’m suffocating on despair
I need to let go of this stress
-Grey Augustus
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دیکھتے رہو! چاند گھنٹوں سوتا رہا، وہ پھٹے ہوئے بادلوں میں خاموش رہا، اس کے سفر نے قدموں کی آواز سنی اوہ! میں کتنے گھنٹوں تک چاند کو گھورتا رہا اس کے خاموش سفر کو ٹوٹ پھوٹ کے درمیان
Keep watching! The moon slept for hours, he was silent in the torn clouds, his journey heard the sound of the feet Oh! How I stared at the moon for long hours staring at its silent journey among broken clouds. I would ask repeatedly about its mountains and plains and how surprised would I be at that prudent lie. My eye was devoted to seeing, my lip was inclined to speak; my heart was no less than inquisitiveness personified..
-allamiqbal
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