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I often wonder what I will remember about you when I’m 70. One could say it is likely that I will forget about the sound of your voice and the way you dress. I might wake up one day and realize that I can’t tell the colour of your eyes or the words you use too often. I will probably have forgotten at which topics your mouth tends to soften and that you always frown after having a good laugh. And it might dismiss from my mind how you hold yourself when you sit, legs and arms crossed, your bottom lip drawn in a little. After all these years, I may forget what made me fall for you, why you were so different from the others.
// but what if I will look back and remember each and every detail, every crinkle on your face? j.d.m. (via poetryandthesea)
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It’s been months since I heard your laugh the last time and still, you haunt me in the early hours of the morning, in those minutes of being half-asleep and half-awake, making me lose my sense for reality all over again.
// get out of my head j.d.m.
(via poetryandthesea)
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I understand that there are fears leaving you all scared, in tears, that struggles are eating up your insides, leaving you wide awake at midnight I know that you are afraid of being unwanted or being too late, of becoming lost in the self-doubt while others got their lives all planned out but remember that beauty lies in the unknown and up in the skies, that coincidence is a source of liberty and your freedom worth an infinity.
// the future j.d.m. (via poetryandthesea)
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