I Fucked It All Up Again,

Heyy hun!!

Ur works are jus✨

Btw Who is your biggest motivation?

P. S.: looking forward for more of ur works

Heyyy buddy!!

Thank you for reading! :)

My biggest motivation is myself and my sister.

What is yourss??

I wish.

“Love yourself. Be clear on how you want to be treated. Know your worth. Always.”

— maryam hasnaa

i watched them strip their clothes,

revealing their bare skin.

they look down, then at me.

i see how their eyes yearn and beg.

they turn to their side and suck it in,

all until there was only a thin line.

but this line was still too thick.

it always would be.

they try again and again,

staring at me intensely each and every time.

their eyes.. desperate for something,

anything.

their hands caressed their soft skin,

it moved around and so does their flesh.

every movement mimicked its own.

and that’s when it happened.

when they hunched over,

their body vibrating with sorrow.

they look up at me, their eyes tinted crimson.

their eyes bleeding colorless blood.

“i hate you.”

they whisper.

that’s all they ever say.

they clenched their fist, but i wasn’t scared.

i knew they wouldn’t punch me,

they never did.

their hand fell onto mine,

our fingertips connecting,

and for a split second i knew how it felt to feel.

they break away, still staring at me,

and says those three familar words.

each time they got louder,

each time they meant it more,

each time it hurt less.

i watched as they resented my every being.

how their tears carved canyons in their cheeks.

how their eyes reddened with woe.

how their teeth clashed in frustration.

i felt pity for them,

i wanted to hug them, wrap them in my warmth.

maybe then they wouldn’t be so… cold.

i wish i could tell them how much i love them,

to give them the love they deserve,

to let them know that i was always here.

but i know i’ll never be able to,

after all.. i’m only a mirror.

It's probably my fault.

Mine.

I assumed that I had that right on you.

On us.

today,

i shattered all the expectations and dreams.

destroyed all the hopes.

now i am left alone with all these broken pieces.

this time,

i hope i make something more beautiful with these pieces.

something worth protecting.

something worth fighting for.

the silence is getting too loud. Stop it. I can't save me.

how am i going to rebuild myself when i dont let myself fall apart?

how to write a love poem

gut yourself like a fish.

stare at your organs.

describe the pretty colors.

use a metaphor.

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pulling up to the function scared and puffed up