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Ink's running out as my thoughts get loud. In between you and me, my cup’s fuller. The strings attached are still clinging on tight— but I will not hold on any longer. For this is, by chance, a brief experience. And that, I should be grateful for— because you made me feel something I had been longing for before. To be held, for once, with hands so warm and willing to engulf me as a whole. This fleeting experience— I'll hold on to. For not even once have I felt a deep connection I never wanted to end. Perhaps, it was you or how you made me feel. Or maybe, it was your eyes that I still wish to stare into— at least for one last time.
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Apr 14, 2025
Apr 14, 2025 at 7:54 PM UTC
Perhaps, It Was You
Ink's running out as my thoughts get loud. In between you and me, my cup’s fuller. The strings attached are still clinging on tight— but I will not hold on any longer. For this is, by chance, a brief experience. And that, I should be grateful for— because you made me feel something I had been longing for before. To be held, for once, with hands so warm and willing to engulf me as a whole. This fleeting experience— I'll hold on to. For not even once have I felt a deep connection I never wanted to end. Perhaps, it was you or how you made me feel. Or maybe, it was your eyes that I still wish to stare into— at least for one last time.
#connection#heartbreak#love#longing#unspoken#feelings#bittersweet
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honey-5
21/F/Philippines
Apr 14, 2025
Apr 14, 2025 at 7:54 PM UTC
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