it has been a hot minute since ive updated yall
freshman year is busier than i expected but through the week i put together a couple of one-liners and paragraph poetry shits so yeee
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When I feel the absence of love, my only reaction is to give it, in the hopes that it replaces the love I need.
The happiest people are also the most loving because they've never felt that love themselves; they learned that the world is a cold, dark place, and know they have to create a piece of heaven for others - even at the cost of their own genuine joy.
I thought she'd be good for me. I thought that if I had a friend that was with me all the time, I'd use less of that time thinking about us; only, it didn't work that way. Instead, I find myself realizing that the more time I spend with her, the more I spend longing for you.
Why is it that the person I miss most right now doesn't even miss me back?
It hit me today that it's a Monday tomorrow. I don't feel my anxiety like usual, but instead I realize I feel dread. This, I find, is really just me dreading the anxiety I know is coming.
YOU ARE READING
Letters To No One
PoetryA poetry/journal book for me so I can get my feelings onto somewhere and not drown in them :D TW: implied suicidal thoughts, body dysmorphia, and possibly others (you've been warned) Don't let other opinions alter your reality ;) Published: Jul 28...
