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D/
I wonder sometimes how much you resent me. Whether you ache for freedom or simply rest complacent because you don’t know where else to put yourself. Were you to leave, I am not entirely certain whether I would let you go.
D/
How must the world look behind your eyes? What must you see when you look around? Sometimes I feel as though we see things similarly, and other times I wonder how different our realities are. Perhaps оne day I might know you. Perhaps оne day I might see through your eyes and know you as you are.
D/L/
The quality of her love, the quality of her wisdom. She was, of all the people I have ever known, the highest evolved, the оne who had reached the farthest. She belonged to all ages, she was like a synthesis of the past, she knew everything intuitively.
* * *
even after the hurt
the loss
the pain
the breaking
your body is still
the оnly оne
i want to be
undressed under
P/
- I've seen enough. Maybe more than I can bear.
- But you're not free. Or happy.
- I am confined. A bird in a gilded cage.
- My bird?
E/B/
I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions and him entirely and all together.
Репост
Публикация из блога «Sweet Sugar Bones» (автор: Shagel):
© Источник: https://blog-house.pro/bones/post-68850/
A/D/
I think that by beauty, you don’t just mean something that’s pretty. You mean something that makes us human.
