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when we talk about beauty,
we compare it to
flowers,
oceans,
sunsets
things we call ordinary
because they are always
within reach
i deny this,
for if continued presence
held little importance,
no one would have loved
divinity this much.
 Aug 12 Brian Mutua
peyton
she’s there,
hands trembling on the screen,
heart heavier with each second.

no reply, no sign, no sound...
just the weight of waiting,
the ache of being unseen
by the one she’s already given
so much of herself to.
how i imagine a 3rd party seeing me an my crushes situation rn.

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