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If you are a poet and you didn't even know it
How do I tell the sea that I’m drowning on land. And the waves I once longed for now silently crash inside my chest.
Still missing , still loving , still watching , still caring, but all in silence .
Care is not ‘good morning’ texts. Care is ‘did you sleep well?’ and meaning it.
#Arxi
Nowadays, it's rare to find people who accept you for who you are.
#Arxi
Million words in my head. Trying to think of something I haven’t already said. Will not write to you anymore. Because my heart is already dead.