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The waves are talking.. not loud, not kind, but in that low, dragging voice.. that knows what I buried, what I became. Each pull a confession, each crash a dare.. to listen, to remember, to sink. Can you hear them..? The waves are talking..

Every night I breathe ocean.. not the waves, but the weight, the salt that clings to what seems broken.. the pull of something vast.. unnamed, dragging through ribcage ruins, filling silence with storms.. that sound too much like a name I never dare to say.

I no more seek peace.. only a pause deep enough to hear my own weight settle in the silence.

I stared long enough for the colors to confess.. not what they were painted for, but what I came looking to find.

Caffeine keeps the night awake.. eyes wide, heart louder than sense, thoughts pacing rooms with no doors, and sleep.. just another thing I promised myself but never meant to keep.

That wave didn't just crash.. it paused, as if remembering something left unsaid. It broke without sound, like a thought unfinished, a longing unnamed.. hollow.. but heavy enough to drown quiet things.

A single petal breaks from stillness.. drawn to a wind that forgets to return. The stem sways, unsure if it's dancing or simply waiting to be left again...

The glass doesn't sweat for rain.. it leans toward warmth inside. Colors blur like whispered thoughts brushed under breath, and names we almost wrote vanish before the finger lifts...

For some, it's a feeling For some, it's a vibe For some, it's a passion For some, it's a craze For me, it's what runs in my veins.. For me... I live in love, the kind that burns in silence, that holds even when it hurts, that makes a home out of chaos and still chooses to stay.

In a forest where moonlight breathes on leaves, lovers chase shadows, tangled in schemes. Fairies laugh, hearts misalign, then collide beneath starlit gleam; was it fate, or just a midsummer night's dream unfolding in green? #fairytalepoets @fairytalepoets

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I'm pouring this night into a cup that once held your name.. each sip tastes like unfinished sentences.. like silence that forgot how to breathe. The stars watch, but don't ask why. Even shadows know you were the brightest thing I never held right.

My day ends in her eyes.. what remains is just a body that breathes.. a vessel unlit, moving only because memory remembers how. She walks away with the last of the light, and I stay.. a silhouette stitched to the idea of warmth. Warmth of her presence in my thoughts.

She loves me.. loves me not.. may be.. but I'll keep the petal anyway, pressed between pages of things we almost said. Some silences wear perfume, and this one.. it lingers like her in the breath I crave to take.

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They walked like secrets not meant to last, but too tender to end... The rain stitched its verses into their sleeves, and somewhere between a misstep and a glance, they forgot to return.

#BornBattleReady I haven't slept in days.. her smile keeps biting through my skull. I speak to mirrors like they're her, and they laugh in silence... This is not love; it's limerence, feral and bright.. like kissing a live wire just to feel real.

That's the kind of smile that fools the world.. a quiet rebellion, lips curved just enough to keep the questions away, while everything inside breaks beautifully.

#kaytpoemprompts No one will know how silence grows teeth, or why the stars refuse to blink every night... They'll only see a face unscarred, a voice that learned to lie in lowercase...