It's a series of me describing how I wrote letters, to impossible friendships, to potential homes, to lovers, to past traumas, and drenched my heart out a lot of times.. but never received one back: and maybe that's okay. I want to write and speak about people, speak about them raw but there are people who'd done so wrong to me, that it seems like I shouldn't give them a chance to be alive in any of my art, "but darlin' you made a poet cry, you made an artist bleed, so expect yourself to be shown, striped naked by her eyes. "
"To the man I loved, to the man who said he loved, who tried, but couldn't. " Written on 18th November 2023. The last time i ever wrote this, to this person. I'm worth more than all of him. "You are poetry in human form, the difference - you love poetry already created by someone else and loved by others, and, I create my own, loving them<3 Thankyou for existing ( but i wish you didn't exist.)
4 Dec 2023
"Teensy"
The long lost first crush of a 7 year old heart
14 Nov 2023
"Dear Mr Waters- The love of my life"
This was an incoherent talk with the love of my life - Augustus Waters, who I met about 8 years ago and who would've been 26 by now. And before anyone starts telling me how much y'all love him too: please don't say. There's a thing: you can't love anyone like i do nor can I love like you do and it'll be an offence at most, to tell anyone we love them alike. So, dear Mr Waters- I'm glad to exist in a world where your existence is acknowledged<3
13 Nov 2023
"Warm flowers wrapped"
"I hate you" my almost immediate reaction to everything these days and I hate to tell you this. Ironically, I'm going on taunting you while in reality i never wanted to. The 'you' here is, let's just assume, 'person z,' and I hate genz. Okay maybe, this was a little too harsh but I'll speak to you again.
12 Nov 2023
"Every letter is a love story"
"Every letter is a love story " is the first, or the demo episode of the new series titled "From the first letter to you.". It's a series of me describing how I wrote letters, to impossible friendships, to potential homes, to lovers, to past traumas, and drenched my heart out a lot of times.. but never received one back: and maybe that's okay. I want to write and speak about people, speak about them raw but there are people who'd done so wrong to me, that it seems like I shouldn't give them a chance to be alive in any of my art, "but darlin' you made a poet cry, you made an artist bleed, so expect yourself to be shown, striped naked by her eyes. "
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