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i’ll sit with your silence, even when it’s loud. trade my heartbeat for yours if the world gets too proud. you don’t have to shimmer to be seen by me— i’d still find your shadows in a moonless sea. i’m not here to fix you, not here to claim— just to hold your storms when you can’t name the rain. cool isn’t cold, and love ain’t loud. sometimes it’s dancing without a crowd. it’s small things, quiet— like waiting in line just to bring you coffee at half-past nine. if your dreams break down, i won’t build new— i’ll sit in the pieces right next to you. i don’t want the sunshine if it don’t warm your skin— i’d rather lose the light than let you dim within. so lean, don’t ask. fall, i’m near. i won’t fade— i’m already here.
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May 26, 2025
May 26, 2025 at 6:35 AM UTC
already here
i’ll sit with your silence, even when it’s loud. trade my heartbeat for yours if the world gets too proud. you don’t have to shimmer to be seen by me— i’d still find your shadows in a moonless sea. i’m not here to fix you, not here to claim— just to hold your storms when you can’t name the rain. cool isn’t cold, and love ain’t loud. sometimes it’s dancing without a crowd. it’s small things, quiet— like waiting in line just to bring you coffee at half-past nine. if your dreams break down, i won’t build new— i’ll sit in the pieces right next to you. i don’t want the sunshine if it don’t warm your skin— i’d rather lose the light than let you dim within. so lean, don’t ask. fall, i’m near. i won’t fade— i’m already here.
inspired by yebba's heartbreak
deadophelia
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25/F/Jakarta
May 26, 2025
May 26, 2025 at 6:35 AM UTC
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