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There are some realizations you can only grasp for a fraction of a second. Some realizations, you come to them over and over again, but you can never quite understand what they are. Our minds are not made to comprehend the extent of our insignificance, the verdance of love, or the fact that all people on earth think of themselves as we think of ourselves. Some concepts slip from our minds, evasive as water through splayed fingers.
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Her Body
She fell in love with you
And now she learns to live alone
Not alone, no
But with your ghosts
And every time she remembers
How you made her spine curve with pleasure
Her vertebrae start to crumble like ruins on the plane of her mattress
When she recalls
How you shared the same breath
Her lungs collapse like red giants
Trying to fuse elements that have become too cumbersome
When she thinks about
The times you gazed into her eyes
As if they were ethereal, celestial
Her irises flood with the weight of knowing
You left, yes
Your body and your love
But not your memory
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"The pride of individualism is half the fascination of sin."– Oscar Wilde
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"I remember your saying once that there is a fatality about good resolutions - that they always come too late."– Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray (via idiosyncraticket)
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She loves like sleep to the freezing
Sweet and right and merciful(Source: Spotify)
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You know that feeling when you have your arms wrapped around each other and everything is just so warm and soft and you’re hypnotized by each other’s heartbeats and you just feel like you’re safe from the world