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An invitation
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I guess some days
Sun does actually shine, and clouds finally clear
I'm left with no fight in me in the whole world Just let dawn on me How beautiful and rare it is
to exist... and breathe in this very moment
And in this moment I am at peace
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In a Cab
It was July I was sitting in a blue cab behind the driver, looking out the window, occupied with my own thoughts. Drizzly and traffic, but I wasn't in a rush. It was peaceful moment. I kept thinking to myself. That very moment, was like a mark in my lifeline... I felt like someday I would remember this mark and wishing I could go back to this exact moment of looking out the window. It felt like there was something so huge in the future, that I would regret something so bad, that I would want to sit back in this very cab.
And now I wish I could fix things from that moment. I wished I knew what I was doing, I wished I could decide differently.
I wish I sat back in that cab knowing every knowledge I have now like a supercut. Like a supercut.
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It’s always fun and games until it turns into something else. And I will feel sorry. Wishing I’ll be back into that long cab ride on July, looking at the rain outside. The signs were always there.
But unless you hit the rock and hurt yourself in the head, you'll still go straight and believe it will work.
Such a wicked game.
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Thanks but I’m Keeping It
I haven't posted in a while, that's true, and I received lots of messages asking if I'd like to give up the URL/tumblr. Truth is, I may not have posted or responded for a while but I'm still using it actively.
Thanks for asking nicely but I’m sorry I’m keeping it.
Love, September 1st, 2017
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Storms like these reminded me of the ones I survived,
Mostly because I survived... you.
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Maybe Tomorrow
I've been missing you so much, that I got mad at myself. Thinking it's been a month since the last time we were playing tennis on that night.
When suddenly, there came your message, begin with my nick name and a sorry. I have nothing to say, it's like all I've been trying to say all faded away. I've been missing you so much.
I made a reply, begin with for letters, laughing sign. And said it's okay. sent.
Your another message, a thumb sign, followed with a semicolon and a close bracket. I can't breath. It's the simplest thing I have of you to make my stomach hurt.
Like a hundred butterflies flying inside there.
I made a reply. a semicolon and a three, followed with a TX. Just in time I want to send it. I press the red button, an interruption. I left it as a draft.
Maybe tomorrow. So I can have you a little bit longer. I'll save it for tomorrow. So when I wake up, the first thing that I'll think is, "My God, he's beautiful."
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18
i am officially 18.
and still don't know what to do with my life. i was always thinkin there'll be a lo of things i want to do when i am 18.
but right now, i aint thinking it at all.
maybe i am just gonna go on with my life, sudden events, i want everything turns unplanned.
and go nuts.
like something wild and new. i dont wanna keep safe and sound. i want a thrilled story.
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Dear.
You must've never thought that I would write this to you, after all these times, I've been stuck, thinking about our summertime and why you said goodbye.
I keep watching your life in pictures, how they made you smile, then I wish I did. But I never did. So tonight I kept thinking about you, from the first time that I met you, standing in the noisy, messed and crowded room, but I could only see you.
There were moments we laughed about nothing, the days we were doing nothing, to Christmases when we helped your mom, felt like never were before. To the moment you walked out my door. saying...
"Goodbye,"
that cut me inside. You might just think I couldn't get over him. At first, I too, thought I would never be able to forget him. So I hided it from you. Then you made me completely in love as you stayed down with me all the way.
It took me several months to get my mind right, to walk on my feet. You had lined me off in a coldest place ever been, so I won't stay in that line much longer, I would run, I would keep on running, and I promise you would not see me there again if you came back.
So I wrote this letter, just to say goodbye to you, too, I haven't said my goodbye in that day. Well, people sad it's rude not to reply.
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