I know you from a dream
And from many lives before
Blurry as it seems
I still love you so
One day I know you’ll find me
In this cesspool of a world
And then we’ll finally be
Flying on the wings of the same bird
In the summertime Saturn was closer than usual and you could see its Rings clearer throughout the Summer. Back home in Atlantis when Saturn was setting in the evenings, the Rings were almost parallel to the Horizon and I felt like I could just walk over to Saturn.
If you listened closely you could hear them sing. There was no melody sweeter than the song of Saturn’s Rings. Some people said God lived up there and I used to daydream about how heavenly it must be. But some days the Rings sounded so melancholic and quite maddening that I wondered if Saturn, our sun, was truly the home of the Devil.
This is the tree I danced underneath
Climbed on it to see the birds nest
The height once made me grit my teeth
That fear is now put to rest
I was right here yesterday
Now I have gone
And they won’t remember
Maybe for a few weeks
But then they’ll forget
after that there will be
No trace of sorrow I bet
Birds will keep singing
The flowers will bloom
And no one will notice
My absence in the room
She looked up at the morning sky and saw Venus disguised as the brightest star, pretending its other name wasn’t Lucifer.
All I wanted was for someone to tell me that this world is a lie. That this horrible place is not real. All I’ve ever really wanted was to leave.
I was raised with fear that if I make or manifest any plans God would punish me because he is the ultimate planner. So anytime I made plans and something went wrong it was because I manifested it because I was afraid something bad would happen and I believed it so hard.
I promised myself that I always would
Remember the curve of your smile
The twinkle in your eyes that followed
You, my greatest loss and gain
You; my most treasured memory.
A part of my heart, you shall remain
Even when all else is lost
When all memories fade, I will remember you
When everything we’ve ever held
And everyone we’ve ever known
Turns to ash and dust
I will be there, as ash or as dust
And as promised, I will still
Feel the same as I do now
And as I did then
And before the story began
I think heartbreak is important. It teaches you to view yourself in a different light, come to terms with a lot of facts, and nurture resilience. It prepares you for the reality that nothing is permanent. People will enter your life at a time, serve a purpose, and leave—and we must understand that and let them go.
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I no longer force things. what flows flows, what crashes, crashes. I only have space and energy for things that are meant for me.
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