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[tostayhere]

"I dreamt of you that night. The night you asked me to let you go. I didn't see your face. I saw all the words you were. You were chaos, you were Vincent's Starry Night, you were warrior-heart. But you were also agony and despair. But then I thought about the time you told me, all of them go hand in hand. None can rule without the other. That's when I realised, you never did leave me. Because I am every word I dreamt about you. We will never be apart ."

-Ciby / N e v e r A p a r t /

[tostayhere]

"I would have touched you if I wanted to know what pretty things are. But darling, I was craving for chaos."

-Ciby // Pretty things like you.

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"Unfortunately, we are finite. Mere mortals victims of time, the fleeting soul. Making small loops will not change the truth. For it is there, although moving, but with a promise of remembrance. So I ask of you to stay. Because when everything is so moving, so fleeting, stay. Because you are, for the lack of better words, mortal."

-Ciby // Stay.

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"I wonder what your laugh sounds like."

"Look what you did, I can't stop blushing at your words."

"Now I wonder what you blush like. Is it the colour of your pale lips or that of my beating heart?"

-Ciby // Blush for me again?

[tostayhere]

""Can you, just for a second, forget all my flaws and love me too no end?"

"I would probably love you only less then.""

Ciby. // Just a second.

[tostayhere]

"The first time that you touched me. Oh, will wonders ever cease? Blessed be the mystery of love."

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"The last rays of the day and summer seeped in through the curtains. And I know exactly what it feels to have your frail skin beneath my lips as I kissed you on the forehead. I pulled your sagging cheeks lightly and I heard your creaky laugh followed by a cough. 'I promise I will be back next summer, Nonna, wait for me.' But you never did. All I have if you is the sun you left behind that I wear around my neck and the touch of your skin. I miss you. And I do not know what to of this new found and never ending sadness."

Ciby. / a l l i h a v e /

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“You are all the flowers in world and I am nothing but death. Together, we’d make the perfect funeral.”

Ciby. // Perfect Funeral.