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"Ask me what I most desire, ask me what I most cherish, ask me what I need most in life, and it all results ...
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"Ask me what I most desire, ask me what I most cherish, ask me what I need most in life, and it all results the same. Ask me what are the things, the people, the places, I worship the most, and it all results in her. People love things that make no change, that make no sense, people desire materialistic ... "Ask me what I most desire, ask me what I most cherish, ask me what I need most in life, and it all results the same. Ask me what are the things, the people, the places, I worship the most, and it all results in her. People love things that make no change, that make no sense, people desire materialistic objects to try and fill the voids deepest in their souls.Ask me today or ask me tomorrow and my answer will result in her. .
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It’s her, it’s her who I love the most, who I can’t imagine losing, it’s her who I am most grateful for. It’s her in my arms on cold nights and her legs wrapped around my waist at 2 in the morning. It’s our city light filled car rides and my hands holding onto to hers. It’s her hesitant kisses, you know the ones with a smirk before our lips meet. The kind of kisses when her smile on my lips allows me to taste her happiness for just that one split second. It’s her kisses, I swear they leave me breathless.It’s our fights, you know the meaningless, bullshit fights, the ones you regret as your still half way through them. The fights that you ask yourself, “why are we fighting, just kiss me and shut up, because fighting with you is the last thing I want to do.” It’s her, it’s always been her. It’s her attitude and her second guessing everything. It’s her beautiful soul and how she can’t break the rules or law because she believes there’s always someone watching, always someone making sure you do what’s right.It’s her heart,I swear she’d give her last meal, her last outfit, her last penny to someone in need, if it meant they needed it more than her. It’s her in my arms as we watch our favorite TV show and it’s her in my kitchen as she bakes cookies. I never loved something or someone as much as I love her. It’s her in my sweatpants as they slightly fall off her hips. It’s her with no makeup on and her giggling uncontrollably, because that’s when her walls are down, that’s when she trusts me the most.
It’s her, it’s her when I’m drunk, when I’m high, when I’m sad, when I’m happy, it’s her. Ask me what I’m most afraid of losing ten minutes from now, ten days from now, ten years from now, and it’ll all result to her"
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A few nights ago, she called me up when the clock was ticking towards ten o’clock and she didnt say ...
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A few nights ago, she called me up when the clock was ticking towards ten o’clock and she didnt say anything at first. we were just comforted by each others breathing. until i heard the sound of her lips chuckling, “we were never really good at this, were we?” . . and i laughed too. because ... A few nights ago, she called me up when the clock was ticking towards ten o’clock and she didnt say anything at first. we were just comforted by each others breathing. until i heard the sound of her lips chuckling, “we were never really good at this, were we?”
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and i laughed too. because she was right. goodbyes and hellos were never really us. it was more like knocked down papers and colliding in the hallway. so i go, “no, we never were.”
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“but” i held my breath as she spoke “we are good, right? like no matter what, we will always be good?”
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i didnt want to answer her. i didnt know what she was asking. does she mean like we will always be on good terms? or is she saying that we are good together? either way, she was right. She was right about our compatibility. yet she would never really know it, would she?
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i heard her deep chuckle once more on the other end of the phone and it snapped me back to reality. “darling?” damn i missed her calling me that. i missed her voice. i missed her warmth. i miss her.
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“are you still there?”
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“yes” i whisper it because i didnt want to give it away “but dont you think we were better together?”
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“are” she corrected “we are better together”

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It's been way too long And I can't take it anymore I don't want to feel Any emotion that I have stored I ...
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It's been way too long And I can't take it anymore I don't want to feel Any emotion that I have stored I left my voice in your phone But you forgot to return it to me I lost my eyes in you But you could never see it My ears don't pick up any sound I think they long for yours My nose only catches ... It's been way too long
And I can't take it anymore
I don't want to feel
Any emotion that I have stored

I left my voice in your phone
But you forgot to return it to me
I lost my eyes in you
But you could never see it

My ears don't pick up any sound
I think they long for yours
My nose only catches your scent
That has been lingering in the air

I wish I had the courage
To pick up a pair of scissors
Cut out, throw away my skin
I can no more carry on it
The burden of my sins

I don't care if the world sees
How I look on the inside
My skin has kept them from seeing
The emptiness that I hide

I guess it's time
To get anesthetized
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- Ayush
//Anesthetize//
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Image : Album cover of Anesthetize by Porcupine Tree
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"My head in the clouds
And I'm zoning out

I'm watching TV
But I find it hard to stay conscious
I'm totally bored
But I can't switch off"
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I kept mistaking our compatibility for capability, Thinking that love alone meant we belonged. . . The ...
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I kept mistaking our compatibility for capability, Thinking that love alone meant we belonged. . . The fire that once ignited my soul, has burnt me. . . The anchor in my heart, has drowned me. . . And the pages of our story was meant to have nothing but endings. . . Everything that ... I kept mistaking our compatibility for capability, Thinking that love alone meant we belonged.
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The fire that once ignited my soul, has burnt me.
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The anchor in my heart, has drowned me.
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And the pages of our story was meant to have nothing but endings.
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Everything that once cured me,

is killing me.
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I spent so long falling into arms that weren’t home, but a hotel to be vacant.
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Her heart was mine to hold but not to keep.
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What once aligned in the stars has shifted and
it was just a for now
and not a forever..
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how cruel of a game cupid plays.
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To allow a love to blossom with a flower not meant to endure storms.
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and this is all we get.

This is all we’ll have.

a history of what almost was

and a future of what will never be.
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- we were meant to meet, but not to last.

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“You’ve got something on your nose,” he grinned. She rubbed her face self consciously. “Gone?” ...
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“You’ve got something on your nose,” he grinned. She rubbed her face self consciously. “Gone?” “No, not quite.” He smirked. “Here, let me.” She froze as he placed his broad hands on her shoulders and bent down so their faces were inches apart. Using just his index finger he tapped her chin ... “You’ve got something on your nose,” he grinned.

She rubbed her face self consciously. “Gone?” “No, not quite.” He smirked. “Here, let me.” She froze as he placed his broad hands on her shoulders and bent down so their faces were inches apart.

Using just his index finger he tapped her chin so she was forced to make eye contact.

Her breath caught and she blinked rapidly. “Hold still.” He told her with a seriousness that sent shivers down her spine.

He flicked something from the tip of her nose and leant back, looking satisfied.

She opened her mouth to say ‘thanks’, but he grabbed her waist before the words could come out, pressing his lips to hers.

She made a muffled sound of surprise and he grinned. “I was lying. Your nose is perfect, but your lips looked awfully lonely and it seemed such an easily fixable problem I couldn’t help myself.” She flushed. “I hope you didn’t mind too much.” .. .
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He likes her face bare, makeupless, and pure, just as she looks before she takes on the day. He likes ...
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He likes her face bare, makeupless, and pure, just as she looks before she takes on the day. He likes to watch her sleep, breathing in deep, lost in another land of pretend dreams. He likes when she plays mad, a pout on her lips, because he knows he can fix it with just one kiss. He likes to watch ... He likes her face bare, makeupless, and pure, just as she looks before she takes on the day.

He likes to watch her sleep, breathing in deep, lost in another land of pretend dreams.
He likes when she plays mad, a pout on her lips, because he knows he can fix it with just one kiss.
He likes to watch her laugh so hard that she’s in tears; all he can think about is making her this happy for years and years.

He can’t wait to live a life with her, passing on all he has to give,

but most of all, no matter her faults, big or small,
he loves her just the way she is. .
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“If people will be named after colors, I’ll call you purple. The kind of purple that melts in the sky ...
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“If people will be named after colors, I’ll call you purple. The kind of purple that melts in the sky when the sun is about to set and take a rest for awhile. The type of purple that makes my heart jumps a little and lits up the excitement in my eyes. . . If people will be named after flowers, you’ll ... “If people will be named after colors, I’ll call you purple. The kind of purple that melts in the sky when the sun is about to set and take a rest for awhile. The type of purple that makes my heart jumps a little and lits up the excitement in my eyes.
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If people will be named after flowers, you’ll be my rose, no matter how painful your thorns. I’ll embrace you with my arms open wide and cage you in a warm tight hug. Even if it makes me bleed red that’ll surely tear my heart apart.
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If people will be named after seasons, I’ll choose Summer among all of those four. You’ll be the sun that kisses my skin, and made my day goes lighter along the way. You’ll make me love the ocean more, and dance to groovy songs. You are the season which will never get tired of warming my heart when Winter tried to cool it with its cold breeze and snowy hands.
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If people will be named after places, I’ll call you home. Not Paris, nor New York. You are the place that will always make my heart aches when I’m away—because I’ll surely miss you the moment we took our separate ways. You are the shelter that protects my heart, the one I will always run to no matter what I’m feeling. Happy, angry, sad, jolly, grateful or in love. Because you always understand and know the real me. You’ve seen me— on my ups and downs, and still accepts me— for who I am. I’ll name you after a place that doesn’t have a fancy name, yet will always be the one that will tell me that it’s okay to feel. That it’s okay to be me.
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You will always remain in my heart.
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And because people have identities, and so are things.
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But you and your name will always be my favorite.”
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We end building this expectation of what love should be like when we compare it to books we read, movies ...
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We end building this expectation of what love should be like when we compare it to books we read, movies we watched, and other relationships we see. We begin to think there are set guidelines to make a relationship last and we start to believe that we have have to act a certain way to make a relationship ... We end building this expectation of what love should be like when we compare it to books we read, movies we watched, and other relationships we see. We begin to think there are set guidelines to make a relationship last and we start to believe that we have have to act a certain way to make a relationship work.
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If you want my opinion, there is no right way to make a relationship last. Every relationship is different and all you can all hope for is that two people can be themselves and it just works. Your relationship has a unique story of its own that grows naturally. .
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A perfect relationship doesn’t come down to grand romantic gestures, being cute and silly with each other, having deep meaningful conversations, or even finishing each others sentences and knowing everything the other person likes and dislikes. .
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I believe a perfect relationship comes down to only one thing: two people falling in love with each other. Period.
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To the girl who stole my heart, I promise to love you always. I promise to love you when you leave ...
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To the girl who stole my heart, I promise to love you always. I promise to love you when you leave your dirty clothes on the floor. I promise to love you when you leave messy dishes in the sink. I promise to love you while I hold your back hair and call in to work because you’re sick. I promise to love ... To the girl who stole my heart,

I promise to love you always. I promise to love you when you leave your dirty clothes on the floor. I promise to love you when you leave messy dishes in the sink. I promise to love you while I hold your back hair and call in to work because you’re sick. I promise to love you when you burn the romantic dinner you tried to make for our anniversary. I promise to love you even when you put a red sock in with my favorite white shirt and it comes out pink. I promise to love you even after we fight for three hours straight. I promise to love you when your anxiety acts up and you ask me the same question eight times because you’re worried about getting it wrong. I promise to love you when your depression is the worst it’s been in months and you can’t bring yourself to get out of bed. I promise to love you even after things have gone wrong and we almost break up. Even then I will love you. I will love you in the best of times and the worst of times. I will love you when you reach down to pull me on top of the world with you. I will love you when I help you support the weight of the world on your shoulders. I will love you no matter what happens to us because my heart will be yours and your’s mine.

Sincerely,
Me // #youaremydaydream #spilledink #poem #poet #poems #poets #poetry #poemsporn #poetsociety #poetrycommunity #creativewriting #poemsofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryoninstagram #writer #writers #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #writersoninstagram #iwrite #poetsofig #writersofig #igpoems #igpoets #igpoetry #poetryisnotdead #poetryinmotion
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I did not love you to have you. // Dedicated // I love you so I can taste the best coffee mix you make in ...
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I did not love you to have you. // Dedicated // I love you so I can taste the best coffee mix you make in the morning. I love you so I can lean on your shoulder at night as we talk the whole time and wait for the darkness to say goodbye to the sky. I love you so I can look at you on your random times; when you ... I did not love you to have you. // Dedicated // I love you so I can taste the best coffee mix you make in the morning. I love you so I can lean on your shoulder at night as we talk the whole time and wait for the darkness to say goodbye to the sky. I love you so I can look at you on your random times; when you snore, when you pick your nose, when you frown, when you complain about how stupid the society could be. I love you so I can rest my head on your chest and hear your heartbeat as you tell me stories which does not make sense most of the time but I will listen because I love to hear your voice. I love you so I can hold your hand in the street when it’s dark or whenever I feel like I want to or every time we walk together. I love you so I can argue with you about small things only to apologize in the end. I love you so I can annoy you everyday but you won’t be able to get rid of me. I love you so I can hug you every time my world is falling apart. I love you so I can tell you that you are my blessing and I am lucky that God got bored and made you. I love you so I can whisper to your ear that you are just the best. I love you so I can love you endlessly and you won’t have a choice but to let me because you knew how stubborn I can be. I love you so I can tell you I love you.

I did not love you to have you;
But I have you.

Times got rough and smashed us to the edges but you still smile with me even there were tears in your eyes. I’m not easy to love but you still stay with me til the morning to make the best coffee mix. I am stubborn but you are still so patient with me. I am annoying but you still choose to keep me. You choose to keep me everyday even I make you tired. You keep me despite the fact that I am s big fat pain in the ass. You choose to keep me when it is so much easier to lose me.

I did not love you to have you.
But I have you anyway—
For that, I am the luckiest. #spilledink #poem #poet #poems #poets #poetry #poemsporn #poetsociety #poetrycommunity #creativewriting #poemsofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryoninstagram #writer #writers #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #writersoninstagram #iwrite #poetsofig #writersofig #igpoems #igpoet
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Let's play this game you and I. Teach me love I'll teach you life. Show me thunder, silent skies. Feed ...
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Let's play this game you and I. Teach me love I'll teach you life. Show me thunder, silent skies. Feed me words with innocent smiles. I've lost my way again, forgotten how it feels, my friend. Drowned into countless lies, I've numbed my pain and hid my eyes. Maybe it's the ... Let's play this game
you and I.
Teach me love
I'll teach you life.

Show me thunder,
silent skies.
Feed me words
with innocent smiles.

I've lost
my way again,
forgotten how it feels, my friend.
Drowned into
countless lies,
I've numbed my pain
and hid my eyes.

Maybe
it's the spark I need
My soul was dark
and hope was bleak.

So darling just
take my hand.
We'll build a world
and own this dance. ❤️️ #willmissu
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To You The you that's been under constant storm clouds. The you that's had a rough day. The you that's ...
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To You The you that's been under constant storm clouds. The you that's had a rough day. The you that's struggling. This is for you. Hi. I'd ask how you've been, but we both know the answer to that is awful. Life just really sucks right now. These storms will not leave you alone. You're half-deafened ... To You
The you that's been under constant storm clouds. The you that's had a rough day. The you that's struggling. This is for you.
Hi. I'd ask how you've been, but we both know the answer to that is awful. Life just really sucks right now. These storms will not leave you alone. You're half-deafened from all of the thunder ringing in your ears and half-blinded by all the lightning striking too close. The second you think you're starting to get used to the chaos, another wave of wind and rain hits you, and you're left there, just struggling to breathe. And you know another thing?
That's okay.
You're not always going to have a good day. You won't always have a good week or month or even year. Sometimes, life just sucks. The wind blows, the rain pours, and the storms seem like they'll never end.
But they do.
They did last time. They will this time too. Even if this storm seems so big, even if it seems like it's the only thing left, it's not. Even if you feel so small, even if you feel lost in the clouds, you will find your way out of it. You will remember how to breathe. You will remember how not to hurt every time your heart beats. You will be okay. Every storm runs out of rain; it's only a matter of time.
Until then, just hold on. Brighter days are coming. You can do this. Love always, #AnotherEndlessStorm
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