Hollow intent and echoes affection, a call with no response. Who could trust a dormant heart – where apathy is shaped like love?
M.K. STANDBYWords hold little scope, for a love that stretches far beyond the limitations of language.
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Words hold little scope, for a love that stretches far beyond the limitations of language.
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I wished to every fountain, prayed to every god but some futures are set in stone – so here we go again.
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I read that good things take time – but one look at him, and I knew I could never love someone more.
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You broke me into pieces, but I took those shards and built a mosaic. I’m stronger for the fall, and more beautiful than I could have ever been with you.
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Spirits dance on a velvet night, the sky it’s deepest black. In restless sleep and twisted dreams, they find themselves alive.
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It spills from my fingers faster than ink can flow – feelings too strong to contain, emotions that demand to be felt.
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We didn’t know it was simpler, did we? Those days of sunburnt youth and carefree adventure. Knowing that indestructible optimism would waver with experience – would I have gripped it a little tighter? Held on a little longer?
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I see the way that he is with you – holding your heart with softness he never spared for mine.
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A collection of thoughts bundled together and bound in twine – more toxic than any chemical, my very own poison.
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The rain reminds me of his voice, a perfectly composed melody in the sky. Each drop that falls against my window, a dedication to the oceans I would cross – just to sit beside him.
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The smell of oak reminds me of summers spent sleeping under canvas, crackling fires and roasted coffee, the soft sound of guitar and voices in unison.
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Her body may lay on your sheets, but my name sits softly on your lips.
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In the end it’s all the same – the hearty fire or the damp earth. I pray I’m not alone.
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The bond of friendship as tight as any lover – where shoulders carry shared burden, a devotion unmatched by any other.
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You are a mirage – never mine to hold. A glimering promise so tempting to chase, eternally out of reach.
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