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i can be the most understanding person but remember iām not blind

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My DMās
Opening my DMās, itās alway a very interesting time to say the least. Itās a mix and match of modern day pick up lines, when all I would like it to be isā¦..
āHi, I think you are funny and by funny I mean just my type. For you, I would willingly fall as if itās the first time I ever rode a bike. High on the adrenaline of the small joys of life, somehow yet, fully aware of the consequences that is aheadāā¦ā¦.
āHi, I think you are beautiful⦠if i am ever so lucky that you might look at me, in your gaze I must have somehow frozen. And coming to think of it, the only solution that will aid this unfortunate situation, is your hand in mine because for you I must have definitely prayed. Im too scared to tell God that I finally found you because I have a sneaky feeling that you might be too far away from home. If you are here on earth, which angel did you leave up there aloneā
āHi, I think you are funny but also wonderfully kind and you are the person that always comes to mind when absolutely anything happens in my life.ā
I know that is too much to say, so Iāll leave it at āhelloā
I think you are the best person I might never get the chance to know and Iāll be okay with that. Because just knowing that you somewhere exist has added a couple of things to my ādream personā listā¦ā¦ ļæ¼
āThe nice thingsā
My friend once told me that I tend to be pessimistic except for when I speak about love, love has always been inherently optimistic
She said āwrite down the nice things you have known, the nice things that someone did for you⦠the sweet messages on your phone. And then once youāre done, write about the nice things that will be, the things that havenāt happened, that you hope to one day seeā
So I saidā¦. āIn five years time, āloveā wonāt just be a word. It will be the knowledge of something that many just leave to be inferred. Sunset drives in movies, care packages well prepared, the last piece of my favorite cake with him is always happily shared.ā
Two mugs on the table, sweet kisses and many giggles⦠when I wake up on my 27th birthday to his homemade strawberry and whipped cream cake⦠no more tying up loose ends⦠no more emotionally unavailable āweād be better off just friendsāā¦
Matching Pjās, early morning walks to jumping in bed with a book. He learned to cook because I love to eat⦠my personal umbrella his jacket above my head. He keeps all his promises, specially the ones he never out loud saidā¦
āJust because flowersā, my audio book of hope because he recreated all the poetry that I wrote about him to cope. A flower in a vase that he takes when he says goodbye. You knowā¦. I started loving flowers even more because his bouquet never died. No more walking in puddles⦠no more walking on eggshells cause everytime I look at him, I swear I hear the wedding bells ringā¦..
I keep seeing this trend on Tiktok about the nice thingās boyfriend do⦠and as much as I enjoying being single⦠I wouldnāt mind the nice things tooā¦..
āInvisible stringā
They say that soulmates are passed twice while some simply pass you by, others are forced to pay the price. I donāt know what that means but I pay extra attention when Iām walkingā¦
Itās said that soulmates are passed twice. Realities where some never end up talking⦠Taylor swift wrote about an invisible string depicting this idea that, people are connected by this undeniable thing which Iām yet to come acrossā¦.
This invisible force but just to make sure I pay extra attention as my life runs itās course somethings are said to happen twice⦠like the chances I give, but when the 3rd excuse comes knocking there is a moment of weakness I say āokayā inā¦..
Soulmates are said to pass twice in airports and hallways but even if they donāt turn back itās said that they feel it alwaysā¦some more than others⦠some get confused, some fall in love wrong person, inevitable heartache that comes along⦠for some it takes longer to realize who they have met. Some sense this energy that they canāt comprehend quiet yetā¦..
But what if, the strings are tangled⦠what if, it snaps along the way⦠what if, someone took scissors and decided to have it their way⦠what if, it isnāt who you thought it was⦠what if, they are better⦠kinder⦠what if, the invisible string is just a centuries long love letter..
Somethings in life arenāt explainable but that never stopped us from trying..
If itās true that soulmates are passed twice, I better pay attention to who walks byā¦.
A situationship in your early 20ās
I donāt have the energy for whatever game youāre playing
but Iād like to sit it out
Because it feels like you just want attention
Is that what this is about?
Do you enjoy the chase?
Because you have always had it your way
But is it just my attention
Feels like itās somehow every person who passes by
If we were never really that serious
Why does it feel serious enough to cry?
I donāt know what game you are playing
But I feel like the referee is somehow holding back on me
The part that wanted you
While screaming at her to finally see!!
That this was just a gameā¦
A cat and mouse chase
A pull on the strings of your heart
Two faces on a familiar field
A tale that I have read a thousand times
One player.. too many thoughts
And Iām sitting on the sidelines yet again
Benching myself for the rest of the āopen seasonā
Canāt trust myself ā¦
Because God knows I tried
Iām just seeing it all play out
Like a picture in a frame
And I no longer can tell if itās belief
Or the fact that to youā¦
Iāve always been the girl who refuses to play by your rules
A gameā¦. A prize to win
To drunkenly mention how many girls you brought back to your apartment
Just to get everybodyās attention except mine
Because I stood up
And promised myself that I wouldnāt be another girl in that long lost of competitors
Who would be fine
As long as I get to call you mineā¦
I never wanted to be another girl
And to me you werenāt just another guy
I finally got the message
About being taken for granted
Even though you told me that you have nothing to offer me anyways.
You laughed it off
Because to you I didnāt fall
I embarrassingly face planted
I had to learn to make it work
That I took it too seriously
Somehow I watched my emotions get played
Just know that it was my own damn fault anyways
I interpreted too much..
Challenged the uninterpretable too soon
You treat me like a sunset
Then the next day
Iām just an inconvenient late afternoon
Acting like I donāt exist
While online youāre a dedicated fan
I think you took āfictionalā too seriously
When I described my kind of man
Because he only exist in pages
Where somehow once upon a time
They end up⦠just fine
I thought the two of us just might..
But that was a long time ago
Because too many times, Iāve rewritten the end
I donāt know what game you are playing
But you never treated me like a friend
Somehow itās always been a damn game
A constant push and pull
And everytime I bow with grace
Wishing you the best
You stir some shit up when my heart deserves to rest
Because to you
Iām just the story of a girl
Who was to inconvenient to pass byā¦..

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A conversation where it all makes sense
The day that I get married, my past self will come and say āyou donāt know how long Iāve waited and wished for this dayāā¦
āYou do knowā she whispers as she looks into my eyes and she ask for the truth behind the bittersweet goodbyes.
He is just outside the door⦠a past version only he knows⦠and she has no idea that heās the reason every past love, always goes.
A tear slips from her eyes as she looks at me, softly letting go of a breath that she held on for almost what seemed a lifetime, the uncertainty that this day would ever come byā¦
I say āthe love that he has given us is something unlike anything we ever knownā⦠she nods understandingly, a whisper of a laugh escapesā¦. āWe wouldnāt be standing here if it was any other wayā she says
I wipe a tear from her cheek and say āthe love that you are looking for is one that you arenāt meant to seekā⦠āyou wonāt find it by settling, you might not see it on the first date but the one thing that I do know is your love will never be lateā
āBut he will not be at your university graduation, he will not be a part of your first milestones in life. At first, you will think that your ādeserving of loveā got lost in the mail. He will not be at your 21st birthday and some of your wishes might never come true but the one thing I do know is the reverence he will have for you⦠I will not tell you how it happens but itās not in the way youād want. The day you meet someone like him.. youād look up at the skies and thank God for His divine will. He will not be your first boyfriend, he will not be your first kiss but the day that I get married, yourself you wonāt missāā¦
She nods understandingly as recognition dawns on her face. The day I get married, is a domino effect carefully set in place.
she could run to the door, and if she chooses to make it all change, I wouldnāt blame her if I had to watch it all rearrange ā¦
āWanting love isnāt weakā I say
The day that I get married my past self will come and say āyou donāt know how long I waited for this day to finally see that the girl got her color backā ā¦
I hold her tiny fingers āYou do knowā I whisper āHow much he understands, the unspoken safety between them finally let the little girl in us freeā
She nods as a tear rolls downs her cheek, and she finally says ā but today I must go for the several things I must finish before him I get to knowā ā¦
but I shake my head no⦠āyou can always stayā
A small smile tugs on her lips, a smile that only I wouldnāt be able to miss, as her eyes glisten with mischief. āIf I do, Iād spoil the beginning of the greatest love story to ever exist.ā
The door gently opens as he walks through filling the room with light ⦠like he always do. 
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A Picture Frozen in Time
When a picture is taken how many things go unspoken, a mutual friend somewhere in the equation like our hearts havenāt ever been broken by each other or others. Itās been far to long to keep track, do you ever just wonder if we could just go back⦠I donāt think I do⦠atleast not anymoreā¦. A lot of things have changed since but do you sit there and ever realize that you are the main reason we are estranged. I still have the same friends I told you that they meant a lot to me and I meant it when I said you can be my friend if you wanted to be⦠at least I meant it then but that is no longer true. You wanted to be my friend but I donāt have the same definition as you and it would have been fine then but it isnāt so anymoreā¦
Maybe I gave up but you canāt say that for us because in my heart you have always been mine
The Time that Slipping Away
Pen on paperā¦. Writing like Iām desperate, like I need to be heard. Almost like Iām running out of time and I canāt leaveā¦. atleast not until all these feelings are inferred. I guess weāre all running out of time. If you really think about it. People donāt confess their feelings, out there fear of looking silly but how silly is that. Lives pass by, soulmates with other people who are just not right all because they never even dared to try⦠text never sent⦠letters never written. A world of people who stay quiet just so that they can fit in. Superficial friendshipsā¦. No emotions⦠nothing to give and yet everything to lose. Being treated like a puddle when you, sweetheart are the entire ocean.
I write like Iām desperate, they say Iām not the fire when Iām the one who started the spark that got us here. Hiding true feelings it maybe expressing them a little to late and if you wanted to be with me, I definitely couldnāt tellā¦ā¦..
Months laterā¦ā¦ they ask āwhere have you been?ā. To which I simply say ā tying up loose endsā because I was born with a heart that somehow must make amends. Not always but sometimes, some strings I just let them burn when sometimes I willingly blow out the match of the lessons I somehow must learn. I donāt always really know what Iām doing. Sometimes I mess up, asking to many people for advice in order to dilute my own cup. Iām afraid of my own decision. What is the best road to take so that I donāt break my own heart. I ask just about everyone which choice they would make, about many things but more specifically, I ask about love, almost too scientifically. Thereās so many hypotheses of the infinite possibilities of maybe ā somedayā. I think I had a clear idea but suddenly itās all just blurry. I learn from experiences, failing because of mistrust of oneās own heart. But my heart isnāt made out of metal, thatās just the amor of the wall I built. Because my heart wants to be protected , caught, when it falls. But this cage that once protected now stabs within, there is more pain when itās there while it would be easier if it didnāt existā¦..
but I was born to always care
In another lifetime
We are together, you have blurry pictures of me in your wallet. Documenting unconfined happiness on a random afternoon. In that lifetime we found each other younger. We started dating as we finished school. We ended up at the same collage and convinced each other that it will all be cool, but neither of us cares. We spend more time wrapped up in each otherās thoughts. We grow up together, 2 kids forced to be brave with a lifetime ahead. Little miss independent was never a damsel in dismay. But then we donāt know absence, the hearts fondness that grows. A secret that nobody knows. Maybe not bad, but I never meet my best friend. A lifetime of different opportunities I let go and watch end and there I donāt mind it. I am happy with you still but I never learn of the dreams that in this lifetime I will. There Iām an extension, a part of your growth. There we are together but not individuals us both.
In another lifetime we are together. We get married at 25 but I never really learn what it means to be alive, this version of me gone. But Iām still content, just sitting on our front lawn. I never really learn what it means to love and to lose because in that lifetime Iām only ever just your wife.
In another lifetime we are together, children we have 3 and when they ask to know of the story of the person I never got to be, Iāll tell them about you and me ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦.. in this lifetime.

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I crave for āsomeoneā
Someone who would light up my day like the sun. Maybe I want the person who always was meant to be mine. Someone who makes sure I am seen. I have been invisible for far too long, even when I stood Infront of people who I thought were my own. Someone who would think of me when listening to the lyrics of their favorite song. Someone, somewhere who would notice when Iām gone. Someone who cheers for me even when I havenāt yet won. Someone who loves in a way that I havenāt yet felt. Someone who makes me thank God every moment for the card I have been dealt. Someone, oh someone who knows my heart even before I have to show them my own. Someone who thinks of me when I havenāt answered in a while. Someone who sends a song just to somehow make me smile. Someone who loves in adoration, fierce words of affirmation, a lifetime of flirtation. Yet someone who is gentle with this broken heart of mine. Someone who knows my boundaries and wouldnāt dare to cross a line. Someone who is kind, I could use someone kindness in my life right now. Someone who on their first date already imagined me as their wife.
Maybe I want ā someoneā
Someone who looks at the moon and wishes that theyād meet me very soon
As a hopeless romantic, I have secretly tucked away a bucket list of experience in a folder called āsomedayā. Yet some of them have half happened and I say half because it was maybe with the wrong person. Some have yet to occurā¦.. because I guess Iām still waiting for the right person.
Iām talking about photo booth kisses, simple and sweet. Handwritten letters āyou were so exciting to meetā, dancing in the rain to the sound of our own heartbeat. A love that is easy yet complete.
Bucket list unending⦠everyday I see a glismpse of something new to add and hope for, a sunset with a picnic but then I get a little sad. People experience these everyday but how many take them for granted? I have been given flowers sure but they often come with a certain pain like a thorn that resurfaces.
Fairytale endings⦠yeah they must somewhere exist and I must be getting closer until the plot freaking twist. A garden where so many flowers are often mistaken for weeds⦠admiring roses, ignoring thorns wondering where my life now leadsā¦..
Bucket list of experiences, handwritten notes, a distracting pair of eyes and a handful of āsomedaysā
There are different ways to say that Iām thinking about you, it can be articulated without a single phrase. We donāt always consciously realize it, that silent wish that in your life, someone stays. A friend hands you a book you might like, you get a postcard in the mail, your favorite food waiting in the kitchen after passing an exam you thought you might fail. The sending of a song or waking up to a cup of coffee by the table just because that is how you would like to start the day. ā I made a reservation at that placeā, red rose and white peonies on the counter, āit was time to fill the vaseā.
āIām thinking about youā
Such a gentle thing to say, they cut your sandwich in half because they know you like it that way. ā I bought you those dark chocolates because I know you like them that wayā, or ā I heard hot baths helps those cramps that you hateā. Different ways to say it but how many do we miss? The intimacy of thinking that, which canāt be captured in a kiss. Different ways to say it but how many do they hear? A message can be loud but not necessarily clearā¦..
Thereās different ways to say it and sometimes we donāt have a clue
The funny thing about sleeping in bed with someone you love, is while the night time contains sex and passion itās that in the mornings are the most intimate. Waking up and holding them, having stupid half awake conversations despite the bad morning breath. Itās drinking coffee trying not to spill out on the white bedding. Thatās the best bit about being in love.
You are going to realize one day that happiness was never about landing your dream job or the degree you lost sleep over or even being in a relationship that makes you feel loved. Happiness was never about following the footsteps of all those who came before you or finally achieving the goals that was once out of reach to you. It was never about being like the others. One day, you are going to see it that happiness was always about the discovery, the hope, the listening to your heart and following it wherever it chose to go. Happiness was always about being kinder to yourself. It was always about embracing the light in you. One day, you will understand that happiness was always about learning how to live and be at peace with yourself and that your happiness was never in the hands of others. It was always about you.

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To my future husband,
I need to be honest with you, itās important that we love each other but there is something else that matters too. I need you to be kind, incredibly patient as well and I hope you had good reflexes on the day I suddenly fell. There is something really important, I need you to be kind of funny and I hope that you are responsible because we are going to need to save a lot of money for our big family. I need you to be understanding, I say exactly what I mean and I might need you to put the spotlight on when itās time for me to be seen. I spent a long time working on this, and I need to make sure that thereās several points that I donāt miss. I will really love you but I need most of all for you to be the man that our future daughter can always call. You will choose me but I will choose you for them, we will lay down the roots that will then become stem that will then become a flowers that will then become seeds. I need you to become the man that will help fulfill these needs. Itās important that we love each other but this matters too because I need our kids to say ā I learned how to loveā¦. Because of youā
[ love yours]
There is always going to be someone who has nicer things. There is always going to be someone who has a better partner. There is always going to be a house that is bigger than yours but you are never going to be happy until you love yours. You are never going to be happy until you appreciate what you have. You are never going to be happy until you love and take care of your own grass instead of worrying about the grass on the other side
-J. Cole