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I think love makes you do a-lot of things you thought you’d never do. It made me start listening to song i once found stupid, just because you liked it. I try to eat your favourite dish and now, maybe it’s my favourite dish too.

In love, i hoped to become you.

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if he ever finds my manifestation notebook it's over for me

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A Note for My Next Lover

This love is new, not familiar or deja vu. I’m learning you. I’m learning your mental, emotional, spiritual, and physical needs. I want you to feel secure with me. I want to be the first person who isn’t family to know when something goes wrong, and you’re telling me because you know I can ease your mind. The ways I want you aren’t sexual.

Sex is great, but I want to challenge the world with you. Sit with you on your most difficult days. I want to love you more when it seems like you’ve been defeated. I want to let you know that it is okay to feel. It is okay to feel to heal.

I want you to lay on my chest and hear how my heart beats. How it beats for you and all the things and people I love. I want you to know you’re safe. I’m your home and comfort zone. I want you to know it's okay to be emotional, and you can be emotional around me.

I want you to know that I love you.

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thinking about decorating a home with the person i love and tearing up a little

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My childhood trauma didn't make me stronger. it made me a people pleaser. it made me forgive way too much. it made me not speak when i'm supposed to. it made me an extreme empath.

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“Imagine being with someone where it’s safe enough to just talk for hours about your fears and the things you’re ashamed of … Imagine …”

— Unknown

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actually no, we're not "dating". we're bound together for infinity. like the stars. so, fuck you, actually.

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What if we cuddled and i snuggled into ur chest and listened to ur heartbeat while you info dumped about whatever you want to me while i think about how im the luckiest girl in the world

I mean like um......sex.....kinky sex.......mhm....

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You’re worth so much more than the ways you’ve been treated.

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I need someone to hold my hand and say "everything is going to be okay". And I think someone out there reading this might need it too. This is me, reaching out. Our hands are full of sorrow, but they can hold better the weight of the burdens we carry, so we don't have to hold them on our own. We don't have to suffer in silence. This is me holding your hand and saying "everything will be okay."

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I hope one day somebody loves you so much that they see violets in the bags under your eyes, sunsets in the downward arch of your lips that they recognize you as something green, something fresh and still growing even if sometimes you are growing sideways that they do not waste their time trying to fix you.

Trista Mateer

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truth is,

i think about our hands a lot:

yours in mine,

my cold palm pressing

against your warm hand,

our slender fingers intwined

with each other

think about the things

that we can accomplish together

hands were made for

building and creating,

and i cannot wait to see what

my hands can create with yours

— unknown

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i would peel every orange for you, id give u the bigger half, the juicer pieces. but you dont like oranges, so i will learn to make pasta from scratch, i will buy your favorite cookies every time i see them at the store, and i will warm your milk every night and learn to make it exactly how you like it.

(i wrote a poem based off of this but im too afraid to post it </3)

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Sorry I had a hard time answering your questions, I was yelled at and punished for saying the wrong thing a lot as a child

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... peeling oranges this ... sharing tangerines that ... what about cutting and de-seeding pomegranates for the ones you love? the ruby stains on your fingers ... fleeting proofs of your undying devotion ...