#unlove
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mentesinrecuerdos · 1 year ago
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malavalencia · 4 months ago
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Lo siento, ya no te veo en mi 2025, hay que dejarnos ir.
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biscuitwithaface · 5 months ago
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I’d hate to forget you. I have traces of memories of us still lying in the corners of my heart that will stay forever. These aren’t scars. When I remember you, all of me cry a little. I learnt what love is and where to find it, even in those little painful moments when you are reminded of the beautiful times. Love is in my morning coffee. Love is in my silence. Love is tucked even in the not-so common places. Love is in the painting set you gifted me. I dread to use it but when I see it, I smile. There’s a part of my love for you that I can beautify. I can love my imaginations about love alone, so colourful, tucked in the canvas. Love is in the mistakes I may make or even when my hands shake when I hold those brushes. Love is in the way I remember you, the best of you.
I’d hate to forget you. I’d hate to forget love.
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mylyy · 10 months ago
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I've got some daddy issues.
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tenderperversion-moved · 1 year ago
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hélène cixous, stigmata, or job the dog
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ohsharethekmusic · 3 months ago
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Song : UNLOVE (prod. HONNE)
Artist : Zion.T
Album : Zip
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ddlc3177 · 1 year ago
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mentesinrecuerdos · 1 year ago
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tú y yo
ya no existimos,
pero la forma en que te quise
nunca se irá de mí
ni de ti.
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redblueandhue · 2 years ago
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it scares me to live the life without you in it while all i want is you in every time of living it
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honeysnuff-3128 · 2 years ago
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UNLOVE
If I could unlove,
I would take all the love I gave,
And give it to my younger self with loved hands,
She still lives within my ribcage,
Caged protected and starving.
If I could unlove,
I would forget the first mistake I named love,
And give it to myself,
Love shouldn't be given someones name it should be you,
I never knew how to love that's why i named it me,
Complicated silent and starving.
If I could unlove,
I would change the meaning of true love,
And give it to friendship,
Friends and lovers and in-betweens,
How can you say that isn't true love if you haven't found it yet,
Eternal unacknowledged and starving.
If I could unlove,
I would never love again,
And give all of me to the moon and stars,
Shoulder the overbearing weight of love and everything that comes along,
If I could unlove I would only love love,
Permanent glorious and satiated.
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onlinemgc · 2 years ago
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biscuitwithaface · 1 month ago
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I say my name like it is yours. Remember when we were in love? I whisper your name to myself so much that you were living on my lips yet no one could see or feel. It is an intimate moment. Just me, and the memories of you. Rightfully I would call you out at any time when I felt alone so I could rent my head with you, and the semi-furnished thoughts that always stayed to create chaos. I say my name like it is yours. A forgotten love hampered with just too much noise. Fumbling and with a struggle of a teeny tiny guilt of failing, I spell only silence.
Because dear, this lips called out your name umpteen times, that now I realise when I say my name like it is yours, it is not mine anymore.
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unepeauquibrille · 2 years ago
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How to unlove you
To detach the artery from the heart
And let the blood flow blow out of its cavity
How to unlove you without performing surgery
How to erase the impression you keep on having
Everytime we talking
It’s like I’m hypnotized
Your energy makes my whole body smile
And I know I could feel you near even blind
Because it’s not physical.
It’s a complete matter of respect , trust and magic.
I am attracted by your spirit.
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sweet-somethings · 2 years ago
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You led me around A little lost puppy on a leash Dropping table scraps for me to chew Asking me to love you When you let go of me, I still followed I jumped when you said jump And I stayed when you asked But I couldn't do it all So you left me behind, Doing tricks you'd taught me For anyone who'd look my way Waiting for you to come back
- Bug, #252
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mentesinrecuerdos · 1 year ago
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Grief is loves souvenir. It's our proof that we once loved. Grief is the receipt we wave in the air that says to the world: Look! Love was once mine. I loved well. Here is my proof that I paid the price.
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