euphoric
the sunlight is coming through my window and that fucking song is playing again. i cant help but think abt him and i've melted a thousand times. it feels like there is no sense of time or place or people, only a moment. irrelevant yet intriguing. almost like a constellation of stars. billions upon billions of tiny moments that are essentially worthless but will never seize to exist. how breathtaking is that to think abt. we are born to die yet each moment becomes a piece of identity, a past tense notion to convey a story that nobody will ever know the entirety of. this is life as we know it.
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all of the things i should have said sooner
Poetrysometimes the only way to explain how you're feeling is through concepts. this is how i feel. a collection of thoughts, sometimes incomplete and occasionally inconsistent. ideas revolving around the concept of love and it's relevance to the mind...
