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i bore at this empty white sheet waiting to acquire my words. for i wish to elaborate that night i spent under the stars; so i close my eyes to recall that vision. but, i cant. all i see is this black void. "look into your mind!" but, i cant. you told me to shut my eyes, to see the beach. to close my eyes; to imagine a world like that. to cover my vision with my eyelid. to sense that night again. but, i cant. for, when i 'look' back to that night; i pick up the sheer screeching of the crickets while we counted the stars. i looked at you and smiled; locked in your eyes for a while. surely, i mustve seen something magnificent in them. now, you looked back and laughed; and i had the urge to greet your lips with mine. surely, i mustve seen something lovable in them. i know, you told me you relive those moments much too often, you compare it to your favorite episode from the office. but, i cant.
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Oct 12, 2020
Oct 12, 2020 at 3:17 PM UTC
i can't. (aphant)
i bore at this empty white sheet waiting to acquire my words. for i wish to elaborate that night i spent under the stars; so i close my eyes to recall that vision. but, i cant. all i see is this black void. "look into your mind!" but, i cant. you told me to shut my eyes, to see the beach. to close my eyes; to imagine a world like that. to cover my vision with my eyelid. to sense that night again. but, i cant. for, when i 'look' back to that night; i pick up the sheer screeching of the crickets while we counted the stars. i looked at you and smiled; locked in your eyes for a while. surely, i mustve seen something magnificent in them. now, you looked back and laughed; and i had the urge to greet your lips with mine. surely, i mustve seen something lovable in them. i know, you told me you relive those moments much too often, you compare it to your favorite episode from the office. but, i cant.
i was meant to write about the most special night of my life, but it ended up being about aphantasia. Aphantasia is a mental condition characterized by an inability to voluntarily visualize mental imagery. as an aphant, this means that once a moment has passed, ill never be able to voluntarily visually relive those moments again.
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F/nri
Oct 12, 2020
Oct 12, 2020 at 3:17 PM UTC
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