“And if today was like any other day, make extraordinary out of ordinary. Drink your cup of coffee slowly, maybe even try a new flavor. Look up at the sky as often and breathe in the air as deep as you can. Wear your favorite outfit, you know the one that makes you feel extra pretty and secure. Sit at your favorite place, in your usual spot and enjoy the sunlight breaking on your face. Walkthrough the same roads but look at them differently. Hug your favorite person extra tightly today. Maybe even buy your favorite flower on your way home. Make it a day to remember, make it less ordinary, make it more of a date you save than just another day. So many days pass, so many will pass, wait for special days to create themselves and you will close your eyes and open them one day to an empty calendar, nothing to miss when you leave this city, nothing to long for when you are old and grey, you need something for your heart to hold on to, you need something that makes you feel anything.”
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“Pull out a match and light up a million notes and a million words, consume the energy on papers like its fuel, and all the long lost feelings are your coal. Set the whole thing on fire and never look back, an expert on regrets and mistakes, tell the story as easy as a philosophical theory; devils disguised as angels, angels turning into devils, and the perfectionist in between always stuck in the middle. Tired and hurt, but angry till I burn, watching a sinner blaming life and life taking his side still, anyway I took my advice and kept the things I loved from day one aside, so I'm not alone and love is also taking my side. Save the date, it's 365 days in training, and we finally reached the end of our magical tragic failure and if you are smart then it's not a surprise; you know that my sky is not raining. Take out a match and burn this house down, it took me two seconds to figure out that I deserve solid better-looking ground. So let me feel the heat in my brain blow out and my heart beating in its place safe and sound inside.”
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“Every time something changes, it takes a piece of my heart forever, keep it up this way and soon I will have a shattered heart, one million pieces scattered over one million different timings, over one million different places, over one million different feelings, I will have one million broken pieces; each beating somewhere far, each leaving me with a slower rhythm, each leaving me heavier than I ever was.”
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“And so, you find yourself back to where you always go, back to the surface, a straight back, sky above, clear as a sleeping ocean, shaded with your favorite blue, calm enough to lay still, the perfect weight, an extra hand would drown you. A heart so full of water and mind only concerned with dreams, only concerned with you. You find yourself home, finding shelter in everything you love, finding a destination in everything you want, clearing up space for what you really should want, washing away false accusations and false desires as if they were nothing, making them nothing.
Now you are back to looking in what makes you, you. Finding your heart in everything that can't hurt him, and finally apologizing for leaving him alone outside of the water for 3 months without you. You find yourself home, that hug you needed is meaningless, it wouldn't have felt good, and it's a good thing we haven't really tried it. But let me tell you, once you get the courage to write, be thankful you have an inspiration.”
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Now you are back to looking in what makes you, you. Finding your heart in everything that can't hurt him, and finally apologizing for leaving him alone outside of the water for 3 months without you. You find yourself home, that hug you needed is meaningless, it wouldn't have felt good, and it's a good thing we haven't really tried it. But let me tell you, once you get the courage to write, be thankful you have an inspiration.”
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“And hands that might pour ice on your fire, if those lines slowly formed a circle and then aligned right when they interlaced, but they don't fit, and it's not a circle, and experiments are a must... But you know life and rules, and streets and weather, time and a bunch of other things that end up as "distance"... So you edit the lines in your mind to fit the ones on your hand,
And then the lines fold into a circle that can unfold into allegiance right when you feel like you need it to... But that's just it, Take away the smiles, the eyes, the streets, time, rules, and life, take away the distance and you end up with a hand that can't fit into yours, maybe even ones that don't want to allign.. No one to blame but the huge lines of yours in such tiny hands. How did we manage to have such huge lines in such small hands I don't know.”
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And then the lines fold into a circle that can unfold into allegiance right when you feel like you need it to... But that's just it, Take away the smiles, the eyes, the streets, time, rules, and life, take away the distance and you end up with a hand that can't fit into yours, maybe even ones that don't want to allign.. No one to blame but the huge lines of yours in such tiny hands. How did we manage to have such huge lines in such small hands I don't know.”
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