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Facts & Fanatsy

I miss the time when we used to share the same blanket;

I miss the time when you in the month of coldness tried to fill me up;

Fill me up with the warmth of your body;

With the essence of your cologne;

With the large pretty hands around my waist.

I'd rant how much I hate winter;

While you whispered in my neck "winter is for the people who are in love";

To your pretty lies, I got flushed;

To your pretty promises, I got flattered.

Ironically how amazingly, this winter I'm missing you.

Neither you are here to share the same blanket;

Neither you are here to give the warmth.

Other side of my bed is deserted;

Just like the other half of my heart is deserted of love.

You lied, 'winter is for heartbroken people';

To collect the pieces of their broken promises.

Facts and fanatsies are absolute remanants in novel world;

You proved that facts are for existing universe;

Fanatsies stays on the old torn pages of the novels we used to read in the month of december.

~k<3

you felt like the red blooming roses that I loved to hold on my birthdays; you felt like the sunrise that I waited for all nightlight; you felt like the gloss on my lips that shines more than my soul; you felt like the romcom movie that I always want to be a part of; you felt like the fresh morning breeze that awakens me; you felt like the cream berries that your tounge tasted last night; you felt like the butterflies in my stomach that I never knew been there; you felt like my favorite Cafe that always lift my spirit; you felt like those hidden art museums that nobody knows; you felt like the dark cologne that I always wanted to smell on a man; you felt like the love words on a novel that written by  women for men; you felt like a warm hug on a breezy winter evening; you felt like a piece of my heart puzzle that atlast I found.

Now waking up early feels disheartened ;

Cause sunrise still carries your essence a little.

It used to be you and the sun ;

Now, it's just me and that half moon.

attachment is: the mental tension you feel when you do not get exactly what you crave; it is refusing to accept change or let go of control

~Yung Pueblo, Clarity & Connection ♡