I keep your letters to prove we were real
"... the way explosions in our chest leave ashes in our eyes"
I keep your letters to prove we were real.
I build forts out of the pages and trace your words back to the beginning of us. Young, like a morning sky, fumbling through love.
We absorb people - and often - they become part of us. Osmosis.
some like healing clay and others - shards of glass - both shape us. Both contour the way our hearts beat, the way we reach for each other.
The way we navigate the pull of it all. Build and shape, cut and run. Both, sometimes.
The way explosions in our chests leave ashes in our eyes. May we always feel that burn.
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Netherland Poetry
I write about love: Making it, keeping it, destroying it, rebuilding it from pieces. I also write about mental health, its mountaintops & it's valleys. Thank you for stopping by. Check out @netherland_poetry on Insta
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You have such a beautiful way with words. ♥️
Your layout captured me your words keep me hanging around - looking forward to more