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dying on the beach - written by me, june 2025

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move on.

come on, it’s time.

don’t waste your life waiting for a day that will never come.

you can go back to the past but nobody’s there

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anglerfish 

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contrapuntal poem. the first half is heavily inspired by touch by cigarettes after sex. poem written all by me.

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"Beautiful Losers", Leonard Cohen

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“My Dearest Allie. I couldn’t sleep last night because I know that it’s over between us. I’m not bitter anymore, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I’ll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent a summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. And that’s what you’ve given me. That’s what I’d hoped to give to you forever. I love you. I’ll be seeing you. Noah.” - The Notebook (2004)

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what is love?

what is love?

some people say it's just a confirmation.

an empty promise of affection, one that placates.

but anyone who's experienced love, knows it's so, so much more.

love is smiling when i see your face. it's getting goosebumps when our arms brush in the hallway. it's my face getting hot when i see you.

love is you.

i love you.