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It’s 2:00 AM again.That strange hour where the world softens and everything inside me gets a little louder.I don’t know if it’s the silence or the stillness,but I always end up thinking about love, not the dreamy kind in movies, but the one that feels like it could belong to me.
If it even exists.I wonder if there’s someone out there,someone who's meant for me in ways I can’t yet understand.Or if I’m just another overthinker in these eternal and continuous nights—romanticizing loneliness and making constellations out of "what-ifs".
Sometimes I imagine them,not by face, but by feeling.The way they’d sit next to me in silence without needing to fill it.The way they’d understand my spirals without asking me to shrink them.The way their presence would say, “you don’t have to figure it all out right now.”
I don’t want perfect.I want real.I want late night rambles and sleepy honesty.I want someone who doesn’t mind the chaos inside me and maybe even sees poetry in it.But maybe love isn’t lost...maybe it’s just waiting for the right chapter.
Maybe I’m not late to the story, just in the middle of a quiet paragraph before everything changes.And even if no one’s reading this,I hope that somewhere, someone is lying awake too…wondering if there’s someone made for them while thinking they’re the only one still searching.
"Maybe, unknowingly, we’re thinking of each other...."
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Octopus Enjoya
wise relatable words mate :,(
Thank you for your appreciation 💐
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naornever
You write beautifully! And when you said "not the dreamy kind in movies, but the one that feels like it could belong to me" it resonated with me a lot, so thank you for sharing ^^
Thank you , I'm glad you liked it 💐
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GUTZZ
Lowkey this is me. I’m so fucking lonely right now it’s unbearable.
Thanks for your attention and for reading it , Appreciated
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Lucian⭑.ᐟ
twink you're so relatable please don't die
Yeah im sure I'll survive till the end of my story to see the ending i want
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Ferny_b0i_:3
Someone that will connect with you. someone that will be there even when you don't know you need it. someone that will look at you and see everything they never knew was possible. we all are looking for that, even if we don't know it. I read your blogs over and over until I memorize them like the back of my hand. the words soft yet loud. a lingering feeling I know all too well. the want and the need fighting for something they both want, yet not quite knowing why. Its calming to know that there are people out there that feel the same. when the world is so quiet that you cant help but think about all what could have happened and what can. but its different when you say it. it makes me feel less lonely. it makes me feel as if maybe, just maybe, on those quiet nights where I find it hard to sleep and my thoughts are running wild, maybe I'm not alone those nights. maybe there is someone looking up at the same stars and the same moon as me. I wonder.
Thank you for your deep and understanding reply . I appreciate that and hope you liked it.
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I really did.
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Ferny_b0i_:3
Someone that will connect with you. someone that will be there even when you don't know you need it. someone that will look at you and see everything they never knew was possible. we all are looking for that, even if we don't know it. I read your blogs over and over until I memorize them like the back of my hand. the words soft yet loud. a lingering feeling I know all too well. the want and the need fighting for something they both want, yet not quite knowing why. Its calming to know that there are people out there that feel the same. when the world is so quiet that you cant help but think about all what could have happened and what can. but its different when you say it. it makes me feel less lonely. it makes me feel as if maybe, just maybe, on those quiet nights where I find it hard to sleep and my thoughts are running wild, maybe I'm not alone those nights. maybe there is someone looking up at the same stars and the same moon as me. I wonder.
Jemesis<3
Wow beautiful and relatable tbh. I too hope that there’s someone out there for me. But I don’t dwell in it sm. Not anymore at least.. but I hope you can find your someone <3
Thank you for reading and for sharing that ,it means more than you know.I get what you mean... sometimes it feels easier not to dwell on it, like maybe we’ve protected ourselves by letting go of the idea a little.
But I still believe that even the people who stop waiting still carry a quiet kind of hope, buried under their calm, hidden in the way their heart still stirs at late night songs or passing words.Love has a strange way of arriving when we forget to look for it.Not always loudly, but sometimes in soft, unexpected ways, through understanding eyes or familiar silences.And when it does come, I hope it feels like peace, not chaos. Like clarity, not confusion.You deserve a love that feels like home, not something to chase, but something to rest in.So even if you don’t dwell in it anymore .I hope you never stop believing in its return.
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