Fragments
Short pieces, unfinished thoughts, and moments that didnât need an ending to be complete.
For my micro-poetry, single-paragraph posts, quiet observations.
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Love, in The Ordinary
I wanted flowers. You never gave me that. Somehow, I could still feel the fragrance of your warmth. âĄâĄ I wanted surprises wrapped in glossy paper. You never gave me that. Somehow, you still managed to amaze me with the ordinary. âĄâĄ I called it absence because you didnât give me enough. I called it… Read more
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Ghost Among the Stars
We are on a hill that doesnât exist yet, but Iâve already chosen it. It is high enough that the city becomes someone elseâs problem. All we can see are scattered lights, distance, and all that darkness in between. It is cold enough that sitting close would make sense. Not that either of us would… Read more
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Not to Fix You, Just to Know You â„ïž
I do not want to bond over the traumas and aches of your heart; I simply yearn to learn you. I donât want to read your history to understand you; I want to see who you are today. I want to know what makes you happy, and how you sound when you laugh. I want… Read more
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In the Quiet Between Us
Between whatâs spoken and whatâs restrained, my love for you is learning to exist – not in declarations, but in devotion; not in fleeting moments, but in eternity. Read more