Precious Love

2022-03-03 20:05:25 You were mine longer than I realized I was, and still am, yours. Your smile was just like before. Even our hug. Didn't we wait for it? As if we went through everything again, only that the spark in your eyes now gone, sorry I was teary I overlooked your fond of me, loving me. Fast forward to now yearning to continue where we had been, only to make our final approach. We searched for every possible angle it could be us again, for only so long. We made it this far never once strong.

You were mine (3/3)
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2022-03-03 19:28:42 Open / Comment

2022-03-03 19:14:55 We were young, we were reminded. Love was not a priority to heed. Focus on studies was said to be the best feat. "When will he text me, will his five-year stint now a decade?" You. Waited. Little did I know, who meanwhile was also waiting if you are braver than me to break the ice. Say just "hi" ... we both remain nigh. My grades were high, keeping me busy, keeping me sane, bearing with "me" a little longer than the expected "we." Thinking I might be the only one hopelessly anticipating our tea party.

You were mine (2/3)
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2022-03-03 18:52:05 "Are you still mine?" I asked you. Which rang hollow. While reading from your eyes or any reaction from your face seems I can't as tears strive to blur my eyes. The last thing I remembered was you were smiling. And your looks so far, like you were thinking of something, anything but me. And quickly agreed we wrote a letter we'd only read five years later, or longer if we (or I) could still bear missing you. So we did. Our last embrace keeps me wanting more, but time won't. Or maybe you don't, want us either ...

You were mine (1/3)
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2022-03-03 01:44:53 Unalive (2/2)


Ghost with flesh,
heart beating,
blood running through these veins,
thoughts racing.
What does it mean to be alive?

I swear I died.
More than I can recall.
Caught in the crossfire
of the battle
between darkness and light.

How is it to be alive,
but dead?

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2022-03-03 01:38:13 Unalive
by a tumblr ghost

Always at war,
darkness and light,
I was caught in the middle.
Or it is all in my head.
They say that the latter always wins,
but darkness is faster.
Light fighting to exist,
darkness doesn't even need to try.

A few deaths later,
more than I can recall,
I'm still alive.
Breathing.
Walking to and from,
things that weren't so good.
How is it that we can redo
but not undo?

Talking about everything and nothing.
Thinking, thinking, thinking.
Thoughts of death.
Death -
nightmare to some,
a dream to those with scars
that weren't because of accidents.
Bliss to those who's already there,
always envious of them.

Ghost with flesh,
heart beating,
blood running through these veins,
thoughts racing.
If it weren't for this dense
and complicated anatomy
made of skin and bones,
I'd be flying.
Gone.
Free.
No skin.
No bones.

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2022-02-27 23:13:24 Life is measured not by gain but by giving.
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