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If you are a poet and you didn't even know it
I searched for love in crowded streets,
in passing smiles and strangers’ eyes.
Held empty hands, chased fading heat,
and called the silence a surprise.
But every place I thought was home
left me lonelier than before—
so now I walk these roads alone,
still hoping love knocks at my door.
By me..
The older version of me loved potential, but the new version of me loves proof.
-Dorothea-
Love is not enough to sustain life, but life needs love to have meaning.
(Kejora.in.silence)
“We went too far in thinking and forgot that destinies are written.” 🪶
"You wont find the same person twice, not even in the same person"
.. But it’s coming out rushed
And to me you’re still a product of reverence
Daisies blossom behind your tone as it comes out
And in your quiet reserved stance,
are you shy to ask of me?
When I am shy to return you empty handed?
Was the love bouquet I sent not full for you?
Are matters greater, more fragile, than the tender weight of my submission?
The ugly carving you made of me, as a caricatured portrayal of my devotion
How could I have pleased you when you were impossible to satisfy of yourself?
"What's meant for you will never miss you, and what missed you was never meant for you."
do you realize how rare it is to find someone who sees the world the same way you do even if only for single night