it aches to witness two souls love,
like flowers in spring
like stars in the vastness of space,
so profound, so genuine.
its exquisite yet agonizing
my notion of love lies shattered
or so i tell myself.
their bond so effortless
like rivers and valleys
shaping one another
and being shaped in return.
their love though quiet,
speaks volumes through actions
like lending a shoulder to cry on
or a simple gesture of buying flowers.
their love is as free as the wind,
like birds gliding across the sky
like waves rolling in the sea
like stars twinkling at night.
seeing them is bittersweet,
a stark reminder of what i lost
or what i never had.
but maybe, just maybe
my heart will mend
and my perspective will shift,
as i learn to embrace love anew.
but for now i watch and ache,
finding solace in the beauty of their love
ever-reaching, ever-steadfast,
until my own heart finds its rhythm again.
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my mind: arcana amidst pandemonium
Poetrya deep dive into the labyrinth of thoughts and emotions that weave through my mind. my thoughts oscillate between the depths of overthinking and the quiet void of nothingness ~
