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 Jun 2020 maria
 Jun 2020 maria
What does it mean to be
alive in such a fake world
You hold me close
blushing cheeks
entangled arms
giddy laughter
to which your dark clouds reply
Your storm provides indeed
I just wish for once
the excitement was real
Your love was real
The World was real
free to be you
free to be me

Oh what a wonderful world
it would be
we all have secrets, but our subconscious suffering hurts others as we pretend to be someone, or something, we are not.
 May 2020 maria
 May 2020 maria
The more I get to see you, the more I want to;

The more I get to listen to your voice, the more I want to;

The more I get to talk to you, the more I want to;

The more I get to be with you, the more I want to;

The more I get to be loved by you, the more I want to;

The more I get to love you, the more I want to;
26th April, 2020
There is a law in Economics, the more you have a commodity, the less you want it but I think Love can make an exception everywhere!
 May 2020 maria
Felicity Paris
we held hands
but mine disappeared in the sunlight

you called me a vampire
when I admitted
I could only love you in the dark
I have kissed boys


People in between

But lately I have been kissing bottles

Their lips are colder than yours

But slowly I have realized that the pounding headache when I wake is less hurtful than the shattering in my chest

Yet as these toxins rush through my veins

I can't help but miss the tracing of your fingers along my skin

Miss the numbness of the world when you lie with me

But when I wake I remember that a headache is treated with an aspirin

While heartache

Well if you have a cure for Heartache let me know
I love you.  

For the flowers on my bedside.

And the cat videos in my DMs.
 May 2020 maria
 May 2020 maria
overthinking is the key
to destruction
and i have demolished cities
 May 2020 maria
Aryan Sam
 May 2020 maria
Aryan Sam
Years ago
We stayed up till
3 am talking,
And today
I don’t even know
How to say hi,
 Apr 2020 maria
i am the moon
you are the sun
crossing paths
but always fading away
 Apr 2020 maria
It was you
 Apr 2020 maria
I wrote your name on paper,
Spent nights on phone calls and texts,
filled daydreams and dreams with
distorted memories of you,
Justified your distance with work,
Reasoned your temper with life,
Defended your insults with pride,
Because you were perfect for me,
But it only took a second, a nanosecond,
a Picosecond, for you to throw me away.

Just like that.

It wasn’t me, you said,
And you were right.
It was you.
It's difficult to leave a toxic relationship, but you'll thank yourself later.
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