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Love; Is it precious? Or poisonous? But for sure it's composed of two soul inhabiting in each other heart. 🍁28 April 2018 Personal bot @VanillaNutellaBot
I like the way you look
wearing my sweaters
like I could be away
for a week or two
and I'd still be within reach
embracing you
(1/3)
@preciouslove
Feeling shitty in my bed,
Didn't take my fucking meds,
Hyperpop up in my ears.
Everything just disappears,
Dont wanna be someone else,
Just don't wanna hate myself.
@preciouslove
"I lost everything. I lost the only woman I ever loved."
She took his hands. "No, you didn't. I was right here. And you loved me anyway.
"Lost love is still love, Eddie. It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken, another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.
"Life has to end," she said. "Love doesn't."
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One July evening, they found themselves walking by the ocean, eating grape popsicles, their bare feet sinking in the wet sand. They looked around and realized they were the oldest people on the beach.
Marguerite said something about the bikini bathing suits the young girls were wearing and how she would never have the nerve to wear such a thing. Eddie said the girls were lucky, because if she did the men would not look at anyone else. And even though by this point Marguerite was in her mid-40s and her hips had thickened and a web of small lines had formed around her eyes, she thanked Eddie gratefully and looked at his crooked nose and wide jaw. The waters of their love fell again from above and soaked them as surely as the sea that gathered at their feet.
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LOVE, LIKE RAIN, can nourish from above, drenching couples with a soaking joy. But sometimes, under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots, keeping itself alive.
The accident on Lester Street sent Marguerite to the hospital. She was confined to bed rest for nearly six months. Her injured liver recovered eventually, but the expense and the delay cost them the adoption. The child they were expecting went to someone else. The unspoken blame for this never found a resting place—it simply moved like a shadow from husband to wife. Marguerite went quiet for a long time. Eddie lost himself in work. The shadow took a place at their table and they ate in its presence, amid the lonely clanking of forks and plates. When they spoke, they spoke of small things. The water of their love was hidden beneath the roots.
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Wearing his second set of eyes, he would even squint his original eyes. To top it all, he'd even ask me: "Are we nearing the place?"
Later on I realized that my father is truly getting old. It's now my turn to assist him at times he might need my help, even if he won't ask me to.
Something to write about home (a)
lelouch
@preciouslove
you're running a bit late. don't hate. yourself or anyone. keep your own pace. the path of knowledge, trace. moments seize. not just anyone you would please. create treaties, not enemies. soon you'll see that well deserved bliss.
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Though nothing can bring back the hour
of splendor in the grass,
of glory in the flower,
we will grieve not,
rather find strength
in what remains behind.
@preciouslove
You showed me colors you know
I can't see with anyone else ...
Don't call me kid
Don't call me baby
Look at this idiotic fool that you made me
You taught me a secret language
I can't speak with anyone else ...
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I wanna be angry at you. But I can't make it sound. I am always left staring at your pondering eyes, forgetting all along the reason I was angry. That you must have a reason you unwittingly did me wrong. That there must be a reason I keep longing for your stares amid a throng, you looking back at me exceeds no matter what argument we've had in the past. I give in. You thrust; I will trust.
l.c.
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You already know how it's done,
you let yourself delve so deep
that even you aren't able
to push yourself out of it.
But sometimes
life plays tricks on us,
it teaches us
to love from the surface,
to not take things too seriously,
and since we aren't ready for that
it hits us right in the face.
So it becomes essential
to go with the flow
and not against it,
to be like a river
and fly like a bird
when the time comes.-ryan
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Remember the swing by the place only we know? Overlooking the farm under a comforting tree shade, we used to prefer that a gentler place, filling sounds of our laughter from any childish play we know, until we nap, with earphones tuned to our favorite love song. That's how our weekends come and go until it's long-overdue, as we did, taking it all as idyllic, nothing short of romantic.
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And the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.
@preciouslove
What you said to me
I hope you mean it too
'Cause my head's a mess
And I don’t know what to do
So I’d rather be alone
And I wish you well
I’ll keep to myself
You played me for a fool
Mama said "be careful with your heart"
They’ll get the one that’ll leave you out to rot
So I'd rather be alone
And I wish you well
I’ll keep to myself
'Cause you played me for a fool ...
@preciouslove
life-aches.
the plan was to get better
but there are demons
at every level
the moment you feel like
you’ve won
you then realize that the more you advance
the more you have to lose
and nothing ever gets easier
you just learn better ways
to navigate a life that seemingly
becomes tougher
last year I had nothing
and the emptiness was expected
this year I have more
but the emptiness
continues to haunt me
life is a complex thing
that can’t be solved with things
and maybe I’m beginning to realize
the unimportance of material items
maybe the toughness of it all
is making me stronger
r.h. sin
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In time, husband and wife began talking again, and one night, Eddie even spoke about adopting. Marguerite rubbed her forehead and said, "We're too old now."
Eddie said, "What's too old to a child?"
The years passed. And while a child never came, their wound slowly healed, and their companionship rose to fill the space they were saving for another. In the mornings, she made him toast and coffee, and he dropped her at her cleaning job then drove back to the pier.
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I may be broken by my past
But I know my worst days, they won't last
@preciouslove
When you get older
Your wild heart will live for younger days
Think of me if ever you're afraid ...
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The days you think you were forgotten
the days I think of you every morning;
your sighs, worries, and fears
resonate at me our laughs and tears.
Had I known when you are crying,
you'd have seen me running
close to you, like we're never apart
reserving for you a soft spot in my heart.
old haunts
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PEOPLE SAY THEY "find" love, as if it were an object hidden by a rock. But love takes many forms, and it is never the same for any man and woman. What people find then is a certain love. And Eddie found a certain love with Marguerite, a grateful love, a deep but quiet love, one that he knew, above all else, was irreplaceable. Once she'd gone, he'd let the days go stale. He put his heart to sleep.
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"You tried your best," they whisper
"Your efforts counted," they say
"Lift your chin, smile."
"Loosen up the reins,
breathe in."
But the noose just tightens
And all you can see is
another blank sheet
With nothing left to write
except;
"I tried–"musings
@preciouslove
The more
I am denied
the more
I finesse
one more
has tried
there is
no more flare
I regress.
Lost in bon voyagelelouchclassa@preciouslove