readsunshine

[readsunshine]

On days I feel more than I should and I let myself dive into those emotions because it makes me feel more of a human but there are days where those emotions haunts me and I feel nothing but suffering from them.

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I'M NOT THE KIND TYPE, NOT THE PRETTY ONE. I'M AS PETTY AS IT GETS, I DON'T HELP OTHERS I DON'T FEEL REGRET, IM AS HEARTLESS AS IT COMES.

WELL, I WISH I WAS LIKE THAT, ATLEAST I WOULD PROTECT MYSELF BECAUSE PEOPLE TAKE ADVANTAGE WHEN THEY SEE A GOOD HEART THEY TAKE IT FOR GRANTED. THEY BREAK THINGS WHICH ARE BREAKABLE AND IF YOU CARE YOU GIVE THEM THAT PRIVILEGE.

SO WALK BY WHEN SOMEONE IS IN NEED HURT THEM BECAUSE IT IS WHAT THEY SEEK IF YOU DARE TO CARE THEY WILL TAKE YOUR HEART AND CRUSH IT BETWEEN THEIR FINGERS. YOU'LL END UP ALONE BECAUSE YOU GAVE THEM YOURSELF AND THEY TOOK IT AND IT'S GONE.

I KNOW IT'LL MEAN NOTHING BECAUSE YOU'VE A GOOD HEART AND YOU'LL BE GIVING BUT JUST THINK ABOUT YOU FIRST BECAUSE WHEN EVERYONE LEAVE ALL YOU'LL HAVE IS YOURSELF.

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A sigh of relief or of frustration, I'm nothing but made of imagination.

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They say, distance bring fondness then why do I keep forgetting you.

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If a writer falls in love with you, you'll know every bit of beauty you posses but they'll also expose your soul to others.

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I've this fear that even my coffin won't be able to hold me back from reaching you and from breaking my own heart by you again and again.

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This november I'll let it pass, I'll let fog take my thoughts. This november I'll not break my heart.

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I sometimes get so lost in myself that I forget to be in the world.

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"I wish I knew how to write like you"

"How could you be the poet, when you're the poetry itself"

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For how long do I have to beg. When will everything finally end.

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She's not just my sister, She's my other half. She's my cheerleader, everytime I'm acting weird. She has hold me on days when I was on the edge and no matter what happens, I know She'll always be my bestfriend. We share something which is exception, She's my human diary and late night conversations. We laugh senseless and cry in each other's arms. It's not an easy thing but we survive every storm.

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And They're nothing sort of any stars.

I'm made of all of my scars.

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I'm made of all of my scars.

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Everyone I've told about you seems to have rage in their eyes but I can't be able to feel any of that. My lips still speak in your defence, "He's nothing like that, trust me".

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Even though you've break my heart again and again, I can't bring myswlf to hate you. I guess that's what happens when you're truly in love.

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I could hear the sounds of the outside world from the comfort of my bed. Another day I've spent doing nothing. My mind calls me a lot of names, useless standing out the most and I don’t even know how to stop feeling that way. In an attempt to escape these feelings I picked the book I've been reading since last night so I can forget myself in these characters. Maybe most of my problems start from here but I can’t help it. It makes me feel calm. My brain stops overthinking everything, and that's the only time I can finally breathe but against my will I placed the book on the shelf and forced myself out of the comfort of my bed. I peek through the curtains but couldn't tolerate the brightness. It suffocates me. I attempted to start my day but all I could focus was on the blue cover lazily laying on the shelf beside my bed. This is how it is with books and I, No matter how much I try I can never avoid. It brings calm to my chaos. I ran toward my bed again and grabbed the book although the cruel words in my head got louder it still couldn't convince me to leave that book even for another minute.

[readsunshine]

I'm not much of a talker but I listen well, So you can always come to me if you've something to say.