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Why wasting your time on someone , who don't understand you . It's not worth your energy .

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Moon eyes. Never said it aloud; powder-gray and blue halos, perfectly round, Heavenly Spherical Bodies. He looked at me and I disappeared. All these years later, if I think of them for too long, I'm gone again-- --It’s the hands I miss the most, maybe. They were only slightly larger than mine. So delicate, I’d have wrapped him up in everything soft and safe and Holy if I could have. I never found anything so precious. I don’t even know what a love like that is. It surpasses romantic. It’s the kind you can do nothing with but set down softly, walk away. 

tell me if you would love me too

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I am not a delicate flower. Not a rose in sight, long stems with rotten centers where the pistils grew. I am prickly, my skin rough, like a cactus, with thin skin and thick layers of truth behind it, reaching. I am not a delicate flower, more like a tree stump, sturdy and stable, able to withstand a hurricane and comfortable to rest beside on sunny days. I am not a delicate flower. My beauty doesn’t fade, wilt or blow away. It’s within, it’s strong and it’s forever.