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kint
19/F I write what I think and think of what I write.
i saw the moon, and it was yellow, and its yellow glare reminded me of so many things — of your smile, your beautiful smile, of your pretty eyes that sparkle at the sight of flowers, of the way you hold my hand like there is no other. it reminded me of the love we share, of the calm you give, of your gentle care. it reminded me of the comfortable warmth that i find myself embraced in, of new memories of sunshine, sunflowers, and butterflies. it reminded me of your morning glow, and of your sweet disposition. it reminded me that i love you so.
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Feb 4, 2022
Feb 4, 2022 at 7:42 PM UTC
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Is it just me or are we using words like love, relationship, friends with heavy weight so much maybe even too much to the point that its depth is no longer recognized.
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May 24, 2020
May 24, 2020 at 11:09 PM UTC
Depth
It was as if a normal day, Until you decided to come this way Invited me with open arms, “Never will we be apart.” You said. It was as if I wasn’t nervous, Held your hand, locked it on purpose —We started this hillclimb. It was as if we were Jack and Jill, Just that we weren’t rolling down this hill, The darkness was overwhelming And the silence deafening But I knew everything was fine Because you are with me, Because our hands our locked tight. But when the angry storm came through, Your fear overpowered you. You left me alone on this journey, You made your way out. That’s when I knew, The person you started the journey with doesn’t always end up with you.
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May 21, 2020
May 21, 2020 at 11:00 PM UTC
The Hillclimb
You're the first thing in my mornings, and I like you whatever form you may be in. Whether you're hot or cold, sweet or bitter, I enjoy you. You wake me up, make me feel jittery; you give me energy. And when I feel drained, uninspired and unmotivated. Your strong aroma fills the room with so much, just so much to fill me up.
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May 17, 2020
May 17, 2020 at 12:53 AM UTC
My Cup of Coffee
The most beautiful things in life: the beautiful blend of sunset colors, the beautiful bloom of sunflowers, the beautiful crisp of leaves that fell last Autumn, and the beautiful curve of your smile, are never more than temporary. It’s sad how being temporary makes things beautiful.
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May 14, 2020
May 14, 2020 at 11:15 PM UTC
Temporary