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Havran May 5
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"This is the terrible risk when you come  to know love
and then find yourself having lost it.
There's now a void that refuses to be filled."
~D.A.
Havran Apr 26
"I am back in the house where I grew up in,
but every piece of me is homesick for You."
~D.A.
Havran Apr 17
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"There are
times
when
the world
is thrice heavier,
and it feels like
the immense
ocean
is about to drown
you,
but
stay
afloat
and
breathe.
Breathe deep.
The shore is
nearer
than you think."
~D.A.
Havran Apr 12
"Wherever you are
is where I call my home."
~D.A.
Havran Apr 12
"Far away,
but never truly apart."
~D.A.
Havran Apr 11
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"Where do unwritten words go?
And why does my chest hurt when you leave?"
~D.A., Unwritten words
Havran Apr 10
A love of words,
of reading and writing,
our souls brimming
constantly
with poetry.
A blanket of stars
over both our heads,
bringing you closer
and closer
to me.
A Hologram for the King,
Anime, movies, fun facts,
and Navy-blue galaxy pillow sheets.
Darkest green,
and lullabies.
Forever,
Kindred,
in
your
eyes.
~D.A.
Havran Apr 7
Some scars appear
as immaculate smiles
painted below weary
eyes that know
nothing but to
quietly turn away.

Some scars,
permeating,
turn
the air
in one's
lungs
to sulfur,
spreading
counterfeit
blood
through
the veins
like an
acrid,
festering
poison.
Some scars,
corroding,
leave a heart
surrounded
in rot,
and
a mind
courting
the
seductive
caress
of
endless
oblivion.

Turn back now,
toward that mirror.
Stay foul, rotten
and helplessly hurting.
Some scars heal
in complete surrender.

And I know
how the past
can be
a difficult thing
to forget.
Bruised knees
and
bleeding elbows
were far easier problems
to fix than matters
of
the heart.

But don’t forget
in each somber
embrace of defeat
is your soul
lying in wait,
resting to rise,
your judgment solely
superior yet finite.
Take it slow.
Pain fades overtime.
Scars simply remind.

........
And I wish you had none of it,
but let the marks on your skin
be a testament to
the wild call of adventure in your heart.
Let the heaviness in your chest
tell you that there have been
instances in your life
where you have chosen to be brave;
that sometimes
—when you let the love in—
the hurt also enters,
completely uninvited,
and sometimes it's
the one that stays.
Sometimes we
take the leap,
and sometimes
we don't walk away
from it unscathed,
but that doesn't mean
you are not all the good
that is found in you
—that doesn't mean
you weren't enough;
You are the sum total
of all the things you love
and care about,
and no amount of hurt will ever take that away from you.


You are a constellation of scars born from mysteries and imperfect Ever Afters,
and one incredibly unforgettable journey.
~M.C & D.A.
Havran Apr 6
Word-weaver,
Soul-keeper.
Heart-seeker,
World-eater.
You steal away
the sorrow
buried
deeply
in my chest,
and it
no
longer
hurts;
the act
of breathing,
the act
of being.
You tug at
my heartstrings
and I wonder:

Can you hear the symphonies you’ve composed?”
~D.A.
Havran Apr 6
Black or Gold,
all in the mold,
as we uncover
and rediscover
who
we
are
through
the roadmaps
of our memories.
Sad or Happy,
telling every story,
secret tales
unfolding  
openly;
shared with you,
shared with me,
together walking
by the rivers of history.
~D.A.
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