Monica

[Monica @MonicaM_A]

The stars are no longer there to grant wishes;
they’re merely burning spheres of gas..

[Monica @MonicaM_A]

I fear that if I rein my heart in, it might forget. And if I set it free toward you, it may never return.
And there I stand, between a salvation I do not want, and a perdition I know all too well… yet desire..

[Monica @MonicaM_A]

Tell me, why did we let this closeness grow if we were never able to drown in it?..

[Monica @MonicaM_A]

We are that distance that grows tired and never arrives, that remembers
and never forgets… that never let our roads cross paths..

[alexei @alexeixbt]

my hobbies include pattern recognition and psychoanalysis

[Monica @MonicaM_A]

Because I held it in; the storm exploded inside me.. now you can see me this quiet.. and this tired

[Monica @MonicaM_A]

I tried for us to meet halfway,
Maybe we were healing from different wounds.
Maybe we never learned how to hold on to each other.

[Monica @MonicaM_A]

They were beings you can say, far from definitions.. existing only through each other,
truer than denial, more complicated than a name..

[Monica @MonicaM_A]

I don’t long for past details, because they no longer resemble me,
and because my heart no longer has room for an old wound, or for a joy that has already ended.
But sometimes, I just long for them..

[Monica @MonicaM_A]

Maybe this is the whole pain; you know, more than a heart that wants peace
and doesn’t know how to live it, should..

[Monica @MonicaM_A]

I don’t know whether the distance between us is a mercy that I’ve learned to hide well,
or a cruelty mastered at disguise..
And we end up longing for escape..

[Your Emotional Healing Coach @AfsaRosette]

You’ve got to stop treating your intuition like it needs more evidence.

[Monica @MonicaM_A]

Sometimes, I wonder about those long sentences that suddenly rise with you
and stretch out like ghosts wandering with no desire to chase anything..

[Abdelrahman @Bwwdyyy]

الوقت الشخص في الصح الغلط

[Monica @MonicaM_A]

What I do know,
what still haunts me like a tattoo that won’t fade,
is that when our bodies met it wasn’t as a momentary peace,
but as an open scar swallowing every attempt at healing..

[Monica @MonicaM_A]

I know that your leaving is inevitable just as your loving is.
And I know that a nights’ tears would be as long as laughter was,
and that today’s happiness is in fact a coming sorrow — and it is real.

[TiskTusk @TiskTusk]

Dostoyevsky was right; every self-betrayal is a sin. Whenever you go against your nature, your body makes a point to remind you.

[Nostos @NostosLit]

― Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

[Dina @artopathic]

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[Monica @MonicaM_A]

And the less meaning there is,
the greater the need for a sedative.
And the more stability disappears,
the louder the rhythm of distraction becomes..