myhiddenthoughts

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how is it possible for you to act as if I never existed when I still am here unable to forget you

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and you're both smiling and kissing, with not a care in the world

unfortunately, I selfishly wonder why it couldn't have been me instead... and why my love for you was not enough to keep you

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and you look at me smug, as if I proved your point all along

was it truly a pain for you that I learned to love him, even if I was wrong?

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Hey y'all! I just wanted to come here and say that I will be taking a couple of days off posting to get back into the routine of my personal studies. I will be back soon enough, so don't worry. But I also wanted to come on here and say that we've reached 300 followers! Thank you to each and every one of you, this has grown into a tiny community for me and I am so happy yall can relate to and enjoy my work :)

thanks a bunch, love yall!

L

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we didn’t get a happy ending, but at least our begging was magical

- unknown

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I hate having to pretend that I don’t care

Because the truth is that I care too much

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I can’t lose myself in someone else’s life - HS

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Mock Orange

So what should I do with the next man who approaches me romantically? Who makes the same empty promises you did?

What if he promises to let me see the stars and grab them? What if he promises to keep me safe, to be my home? What if he promises to marry me, in a moment we’re both secure? What if he calls me beautiful, or how unworthy he is to have me?

What if he tells me that?

Does it mean that he will also betray me? That, like Judas, he will kiss me, only to turn the other cheek? Only to regret it as time passes, killing him softly from the inside? But instead of repentance and regret, he fills himself with the empty lies that somehow, the betrayal isn’t his fault?

If that’s the case,

then he can keep his empty love.

My heart is too full to be emptied by a broken jug.

-begonia

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and sometimes I just have to stop and smile,

because I’m so lucky to be alive

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I still remember what it felt like to be all you ever wanted

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I'd do anything for you,

but would you do anything for me in return?

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“We are afraid to care too much, for fear that the other person does not care at all.”

— Eleanor Roosevelt

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and yet, I still defend you

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Those eyes still haunt my mind.

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laughing so hard with you, I’ve never felt more at home

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White Roses

Yesterday, I received two large sets of flowers. They were leftover decorations from a wedding that were going to be tossed out. I couldn’t bear the thought of them being thrown away.

So I got flowers. Fit for a bride. White roses, adorned with ferns, larger than my hands. They barely fit in my car.

I’d like to be a bride. To have someone all for me, who would love me until my dying breath. Someone who would make me their muse, even if they couldn’t create the art to prove it.

I would like to be enough for someone to want,

without me fighting for a place to stay.

I should’ve known you stopped loving me when you stopped bringing me flowers.

-begonia

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and as I kiss him, I drown in an endless abyss of emotions

but unbeknownst to him, I do it in such a frenzy to forget the memories of you