romeluuuh

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tell me more

if you told me a year ago that i would be treated the way i deserve to be and it would all be sudden,

i would probably just hand you a glass of liquor so we can pretend you never said it.

if you told me that i would experience that fleeting feeling again,

i would wince and call you a hopeless romantic.

if you told me that i have yet to experience the love that is persistent,

i would spend sleepless nights terrified by just the thought of it

i considered myself of no value, i admit

i was lost,

until he entered the story.

so if we meet again and you started talking about all these fairy tales,

i would probably hand you a cup of coffee and ask, “tell me more”

remind me about soulmates and right time and everything in between

because finally, the nightmares that used to haunt me every time i close my eyes are now rainbows and unicorns

and i know that it will not always be glorious

so tell me more

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“the need to over explain yourself can be a trauma response in itself. your truth is your truth and no one can ever take that away from you. how you feel isn’t going to be made more valid by trying to get the ones who misunderstand you to see things from your point of view.”

— iambrillyant

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“I’m still learning to love the parts of me that no one claps for.”

— Rudy Francisco

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stable, tranquil, serene

after a gigantic wave,

a wrathful storm,

and a scorching hellhole;

after liquid courage-driven decisions,

countless bodies,

and tons of salty liquid down my cheeks,

i am here,

i am sure,

i am home,

still here. always sure. finally home.

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i swear i've done anything to forget but it just won't go away

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“She had taught them to embrace the darkness, given them direction, trained them to be unafraid of their own woods, which they all carried inside their hearts,”

— Nikita Gill, from “Great Goddesses: Life Lessons from Myths & Monsters,”

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“this time last year we cooked dinner for us two. stopped eating so we could slow dance to the killers. i whispered that i loved you but it wasn’t like other times. i needed you to feel that i forgave you. this is my soliloquy my prolonged goodbye, i’ve started to think my horoscope is right i am afraid to be alone with your ghost, who can relive those supercuts over and over. i have thought about how my spirit has felt stuck in moments of shatter where my tears burn enough to stain the rims of my eyes and chokes my breath down to a muffle because remembering hurts or maybe forgetting hurts, that bad.”

— hard feelings 

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i really wish i can get through this pain

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unknow source

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by Yasmine’s Utopy

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If flowers can grow through blankets of melting snow, there is hope for me.

Tyler Knott Gregson, Haiku on Love

(via adrenaline)

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"Wait for me," I told you You agreed Determined -- never thought of turning back I felt relieved

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jmg

how i met you will always be an exciting story to tell, how everything happened in a blur yet feels like forever. you will just be another poem, i said. and i was right but no, my love, you are not just another poem, you stood against my impression of you & crashed all those ideas ahead. you're my first colorful poem you took me to somewhere i've never thought of seeing but that's just the start of our fairy tale we are still wandering-- walking thru our journey to no one knows where but us

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When all those unicorns come to you and bring you to the end of their rainbow, will you still come home to me?

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I believe in speaking things into existence

“I love you, I love you, I love you” “Be mine, be mine, be mine”

times infinite.