darkautumnrust

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You were the north, I was the south flowing in seas of the same water. We remember the good, and the bad follows after. We loved and hated the same things, including each other.

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It's so romantic to look at the sheen skies and reflect deeply on life. It's so romantic to dance in the rain, let the monsoon seep into your skin and bones. It's so romantic to walk home on a Friday evening when the sunset has painted the city red. It's almost acataleptic how beautiful life is beyond the surface level, just a shift of the eye, and you see things through a kaleidoscope. ✨

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A part of me is made of a pandemonium of music— It's the sound of my own heart constantly breaking.

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You were the tragedy I re-read over and over again hoping for a different end.

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I wonder if people can be just diaries with whom you can share everything— that they don't answer, just listen.

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Sometimes I feel it's better to think than to write, until I write; then I feel it's better to write than to cry, and then I cry.

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Finally it was all darkness- the coffee, the streets, the skies, and when I went home- inside my room, and when I laid on the couch- inside my mind.

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I wasn't fed life with silver spoons. I was starving, so you perfectly poisoned me with your love.

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I stood at your doorstep not because I couldn't walk away, but because I knew that once I do, I'll never return.

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This world is so full of glass houses that I'm yet to find a home I am not afraid to live in.