#breakup

Blogs to look into:

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I don’t know the definition of love but I’m sure it falls somewhere between the way you look at me and smile.

- unaiza n, maybe you’re all what love means.

Kiss me until my breath smells like you.

- unaiza n,an eight word poem

I love art, I mean just look at him.

unaiza n, sucker for art.

I carry you in between the lines on the palm of my hand. I wash my hands after every touch, hoping that I’d clean you out someday.

unaiza n, but you stay, stay & stay

I ran into the world of my fantasies and never came out of it. how could I? every dream that I weaved about you was better than the real you.

unaiza n, I don’t know who you are anymore.

I don’t know how to write love stories when I’m just a villain

unaiza n, bad at love

what’s the use of spring if I can’t place lilies in your hair?

unaiza n, I want you. nothing less, nothing more.

I’m going to write something so red, so bright; something that makes the stars cease to exist, turns butterflies into dust. I’m going to write you.

- unaiza n, one smile from you and I’m an ocean overflowing with words.

I hope I accidentally didn’t leave myself in between the cheap metaphors and empty words of your poems. I hope I don’t linger in between those closing lines. – I always want to be something you lost.

– unaiza n, a story you’ll write an ending to.

“The world isn’t cold, darling. The cold resides inside my bones. Hold me for a little longer, will you?”

– unaiza n, excerpt from a book that I may be writing

Please don’t become someone I’ll have to write an ending to.

– unaiza n. // 13 word story

i love you, it’s as simple as that.