#hopeless romantic
waiting for someone message you back after you’ve been clinging is intense
I think poetry is a way of carrying grief, but it’s also a way of putting it somewhere so I don’t always have to heave it onto my back or in my body. The more I put grief in a poem, the more l am able to move freely through the world because I have named it, spoken it, and thrown it out into the sky.
Everyone has grief that they carry and sometimes we have anxiety and depression about anticipatory grief.
The thing that I’ve found that helps is knowing we are all in this, someone has gone or is going through the same thing.
Poetry helps us with that too. Writing. Reading. As James Baldwin said, “You think your pain and heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, and then you read.”
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— Ada Limón interviewed by Lauren Leblanc
— Movie: Patterson (2016)
I’ve never lusted after someone without also wanting to date them. I might think “I would fuck the shit outta you ” But simultaneously… “I’m also dying to support you emotionally ”
So, have I never truly lusted?
I hate this for me lol.
Anybody else wired this way?
“Did your wish come true?” //“I am not entirely certain yet.”//“You shall have to let me know,” Celia says. “I hope it does. I suppose in a way, I made the Wishing Tree for you.”
“I made a wish on this tree years ago,” Marco says // “What did you wish for?” Bailey asks, hoping it is not too forward a question // “I wished for her,” he says.
WILL I EVER RECOVER FROM THIS *SCREAMS*
Taylor Swift didn’t write things like “Lost in your current like a priceless wine”// “Wherever you stray I follow”// “I’m begging for you to take my hand”// “Life was a willow and it bent right to your wind”// “Show me the places where the others gave you scars”// “Every bait-and-switch was a work of art”// “You know that my train can take you home, anywhere else is hollow” for you to not believe in love
A year ago, taylor swift wrote an album for the hopeless romantics, the lonely yearners, touch starved kids, the people who peaked in high school, single parents who gave all that they had, the ones who never got over their first love, those who live in a fantasy, grief stricken young people, the entire lgbtq+ community, mentally ill and misunderstood kids, fierce women who’s souls are tired of being second to men, broken hearted divorcées, glamorous and beautiful ingénues who don’t quite belong, sexy murderers, bisexual former gifted kids, teens who are terrified of getting older, people with unrequited crushes, cynical bitches who fell in love and for the dreamers, for us.
Hmm…
- I’ve been single for almost 2 years (and most of my life besides that).
- I haven’t had a long hug in 2 years also.
- I don’t have any close friends, besides online friends I talk to sometimes.
- I somehow still get asked how I’m still single, considering I’m: “sweet, nice, cute, caring, smart”, etc.
I have the worst luck when it comes to love. I always feel like I love more, I’m more open, and give more effort than most people. I don’t know what to do anymore… I don’t know where or how to find the person for me.
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My heart is full, for the One I’ve yet to meet.
I just need to find that person, so we can mutually share that love.
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Not many people see me for who I am.
From a distance, I may seem like any other person. But once you know me and dig deeper, there’s more and more that make me stand out from the rest. I’m not like most people, I don’t aim to be. That’s what I like about myself.
When I feel feelings of love, it helps me show even more of who I am. The better sides of myself. The loving and caring side. But I need that love to express that, like plants need water to thrive.
So most people don’t see who I am, aren’t patient enough or maybe just don’t want an honest loving person. But that’s fine. I only want one person, the one right for me. Who I’ll give my all to and who’ll give their all in return.
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*meets someone new*
*gets along well with them*
*thinks this is different maybe*
*starts to get hopes up*
*it all fails for no reason and I end up getting hurt*
*is definitely cursed*
*continues process over and over again anyway hoping maybe it’ll be better next time*
*nope, definitely cursed*
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I hope one day I find the right person.
It’s hard to keep hoping though.
Since I’m still alone, after trying so hard and waiting so long to find that person.
I don’t want just anyone.
I want mutual, genuine, long term love.
True love is the hardest to find…
But it’s the only kind I want.
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I want someone to give love to.
I want someone to love me.
Genuinely, loyally, mutually, and for a lifetime.
I want my soulmate. I hope she exists.
That is the main thing I want in life.
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Why are the majority of people on dating sites either:
- Only on there to promote their Instagram.
- Twice the size of me.
- Look 10 years older than they are.
- Think alcohol and drugs are personality traits (and that’s somehow a good thing??).
- Have tattoos/piercings covering their whole body.
- Super overly religious, to the point of wanting to marry God/Jesus instead??
- Want hook-ups or not serious at all about a relationship.
- Fake/scammer/spammers/liars.
- Don’t know how to hold a conversation.
Are there any normal people out there like me who actually want a serious long term relationship??
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