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Louise Jan 2017
What I'd give to see that one weekend all over again
In a film
or perhaps read it in a novel
ㅡa year's worth of tears to feel the warmth of that riverlike stream again and a half-year's worth of winter in his eyes

a half year's worth of anguish to have him watch me fall asleep in a cold rainy night again and tuck me in for a month's worth of his familiar warmth.

a month's worth of thrown up food to get a taste of the liquor in his lips once more, to get intoxicated by his touches' week's worth of sweet summer in September.

a week's worth of disappointments just to have him light up a day's worth of my cigarettes again.

anything.

or maybe a few more sticks will do.
Wrinkles,
riverlike streams of wisdom
leading to open sea.
White strings of hair telling a story.
Never been heard.
Lesson to be learned.
Falling and rising.
Faith.
Swimming against the tide
and still surviving.




Shell ✨🐚
Wisdom comes with years
Sophie Aug 2018
This riverlike feeling never gets old.

Sometimes it feels like you're drowning in a middle of the road,
Sometimes it feels like it washes your dirt away,
Sometimes, swimming against the current is the only way.
Words, are like water. They flow. But never backward. Be good anyway.

— The End —