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It is a game for two
Don't sing solo
Stop playing a lone hero

But if you want to be
The one and only

Go make it on your own
Don't shit on my pool
Don't make me your tool

We do it together
Or you can hit the road
In your lone ranger

@EyobTeresa
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I hope that everything happens as it should.
That every moment, decision, choice, encounter, person, mistake, lesson, step forwards, step backs, heartbreak, love, failure, breakthrough, dream...I've had are the little dots that create the sum of my entire life. That each experience would lead to the next and that although in the present moment it may seem that everything is scattered all over the place, One day I'll be able to connect the dots between each part of my life. And when I do, I'll be able to have the realization that a life void of even just one of those dots, would not have made me the person that I am. I hope that everything happens as it should, in a way that's only right for us. I hope maintaining that faith would give a way to experience the freedom we've been seeking.

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September approaching…I feel I owe myself a brief respite of leisure and no rushing around. I can’t face the dead reality. I want rainy days, lanterns and a hundred moons twining in dark leaves, music spilling out and echoing yet inside my head.

Maybe it was in choosing someone who had seen every version of you and still wanted to be there when everything simmered down and was boring. Maybe it was in choosing someone who had choose you in the process of choosing themselves!
# yemirok

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About Her - 2

I was somewhere—I don’t know where—but it was so cold only her breath remained. So silent, only her voice. So dark, only her reflection.

It feels like I’m weightless, floating in space. No sound can pass through, but her voice is so soft and yet strong enough to break through. I hear her heartbeat so loud—my favorite rhythm.

All I wanna do is hold her and float with her. I don’t even care where the weightlessness takes us—whether it’s toward Earth at full speed, pulled by gravity until we hit the ground so hard, or into a black hole, turning into billions of pieces the closer we get. I don’t even care if we’re lost in an unending universe, floating forever.

If I have a chance—even the slightest—I would do it.

I’d wanna turn into the smallest particle gladly, or I could be the universe itself and carry everything she has.

You know, I just want to sit beside her and stare at her like she’s a hypnotic wheel. And this time, the wheel is real, and it can control my mind for real.

Oh God, she is something else. I just want to kiss her and stop my heartbeat—like time itself has stopped, like everything in the universe is at absolute zero.

Sounds impossible, right? Well, it felt that way though.

And like that, reality hits hard—strikes with all its power like thunder. And suddenly, I wake up. It felt so real you can’t even tell. What am I gonna do now? I didn’t want this. I don’t want this. I didn’t care about anything. I should’ve seen this coming. I could only wish it wasn’t a dream. Yeah, I know how that will work—I can’t summon a genie and make a wish. I know, I know I can’t. But I wish I could.

And just like some nights are so sweet with dreams you don’t ever want to wake up from… sometimes you wish that the afterlife is something like that. Well, how can we know?

But there should be something. This feeling should mean something, right? If it doesn’t, why am I feeling it? Nature should’ve put some place to make it fair. Otherwise, every day, every second, it’s like I’m closing in on a black hole. I’m turning into ashes, step by step, particle by particle. I’m scattering, but this time with full pain—because I’m alone.

Like always, this is about her. Everything is about her. And I don’t even know if she gets it or not.

What can I do, right? Time is merciless after all.

Even if I could go back in time, what would I find? I mean, she’s already here, not there. Right? Or should I take her too? Back in time—just me and her. Everyone else stays in the present, but if there's a chance that we could go back in time. The whole world can be empty; I’ll start over. I’ll make it right. We can be Adam and Eve, right?

Well, who knows? How can I know for sure? I’m not a traveler after all—I’m just a human with all my sins.

There’s no water, but I feel like I’m drowning in the deep.

Does this mean I’m paying the price? I don’t know.

Maybe this is true love after all.

Or am I not awake yet?...

Who knows.

But one thing is true though:

ALL THIS IS ABOUT HER.


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When I bring the stars
Close to your eyes
When the moon reflects
That beautiful face

Thinking...
I shape the world for you

Ohh darling ohh baby
Do you not know me
But then how can you?

I loved you
From the single atom of my body
Ohh I loved you, till the gods cursed me

But when it's all said and done
My love was never yours
Of course I chose you
But it was for me not for you

@EyobTeresa
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The dream was too real...

About Her - Part 2

Tomorrow at 7 pm Gmt+3

👉 About her - 1

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The best Skil you can develop is figuring out how to stay in a good mood even when you have so many reasons to be in a bad one.