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In dreams I wander, searching for a place,
A home that’s found in your tender embrace.
Yet fate’s cruel hand keeps us apart,
A sorrow etched deep in my heart.

You are the home where my soul longs to stay,
A haven of peace, where fears melt away.
But destiny’s paths lead us astray,
In separate worlds, we drift day by day.

Without you, I roam, a nomad in despair,
A heart without shelter, burdened and bare.
The house of my dreams, forever out of sight,
A love unfulfilled, lost in the night.
Inspired by reading β€œthe girl from the other side” and few fragments in the back of my head, certain emotions lingers around
I didn't want to sleep when I'm next to you
I couldn't dare to close my eyes
Fearing I might have to sleep away my occurring living action dream
I was afraid, I might have to not see you ever again
Like a dream
It might perish

So I stayed awake
Had a closer look at your features
Tender soft looking expression
Squishy sleepy babyface
Lips that I wanted to kiss more
But I hesitated
I didn't want to wake you up

I felt peace for awhile during that day
Your presence brought peace into my personal territory and it felt nice

I touched your face
Poked your nose
Felt your beards with my fingertips
They went rushing to your chest
Your heart was beating fast
I wished the moment lasted longer

I wasn't sure
If I was dreaming
Or daydreaming
Or going all delusional from my madness
But I loved it, every single second
And I wish it could happen again

But then
I woke up again the next day
Feeling
unhappy
Empty
You weren't next to me
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Written on 17th May 2021
Potatoes Sama πŸ’–
Every blue moon πŸŒ™
An empty shell
A glass was full
once with passion

Now is filled
with darkness and
its 6 feet depth

I wonder
if he ever
thought of me

Six feet under
or I wish I was
My condition is emotionally dreadful

Once in awhile
i need to see his
name once again

Once every blue
moon I hope
I do
(A) il||li(぀д-q)il||li
Hey my dearest friend, help me I am growing self-conscious
Society’s expectations make me anxious

(B) (٭′ᡕુ‡)ુ(ૂ′ᡕ‡ΰ₯’ΰΆ‚)
I carry your troubles(I carry it in my heart)
For you are work of sacred art
bless that one friend whos always there for us
Imprisoned in our drunken thoughts of escaping
Is there any single hope for changing?
If the moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to
Then why does it say, there are no directions available to pursue?
I wanted to live a dream, he granted it for me
And yet, there is no time to spare
O you, lonely soul, are you melancholy, or are you in despair?
Words cut like a knife sometimes
But it pierces my heart instead
They say that the end is the beginning, and the beginning is the end
Will it even ever change?
collective thoughts around times of covid-19 when everything seems meaningless, repetitive, hopeless, and in utter metaphysical despair. I longed for a real connection with people.
your eyes, you find em weird and small, but I'd die to see em daily

your voice, sounds like a grown fine man, gets me so embarrassed and frightened at the same time, I can't wait to hear your voice again

your lips, I never dared to stare at, kissed em in my wildest dreams

your features,Β Β I adore em, I adore em,Β Β and I adore em

your flaws, I embrace them so tightly

I want you, and most of you
I miss you so bad!

ILYVM
β™‘β™‘β™‘β™‘β™‘
my love
for you
is infinite
β™‘β™‘β™‘β™‘β™‘
Even when I know that nothing would happen,
Life allowed me to meet you so many times.

All that I knew is that it was love at first sight.

I liked so much that I solely have given you all my care,
But those kinds of emotions which are for you I never did share.

Over time, a thought of mine spoke to me and said that you cared for another,
To be a part of that never dared to be a bother.

It wasn’t because I didn’t want to,
But because I sincerely wish happiness for you,
Knowing what you have been through.

All in all, I know at this moment that I have never been wrong,
For all the past time, your adoration is all what I've longed.

For you, I've been dropping too many tears,
At the time when I still get too many dreams.

Even before I could tell, you should have given me a surprise,
Admitting to me to let tears drop from my eyes.

you should have told me how much you love me, how much you cared,
How you supposed to feel so upset that you never had the chance to let it be shared.

you said that you felt that you had told me too late,
For this, you had to say you must hate.

But since it is for you, I love and never could hate,
Knowing whether you love me or not is never too late.

you told me of the things you always wanted to do,
All of it and more I have wanted too.

Apparently, that would never happen,
It is a piece of my wildest dreams that you could never ever imagine.
all what I have been waiting for...
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