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365, Prose, Writings

Too good to be true

I think everyone of us has their own version of too good to be true kind of wishes. Wishes that we don’t dare to ask the universe because it seems to good to be true if it happens, wishes that seem like the universe will have to turn itself inside out just to make it come true.

He places his lips lightly against mine.


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365, Prose, Writings

Prosaic

My words are raw. I am long past using flowery poetic words to describe my feelings. Hurt is hurt. Anger is anger. Breaking is breaking. I want you to see me as I am. Broken. Breathing. Surviving.

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365, Prose, Quotes

Endings

I’ve always mourned for the things that do not happen yet. I’ve already mourned for us.

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Wrong choices

“Are you afraid?”
“Of what?”
“Of making the wrong choice.”
“Yes. Definitely. I had my pasts, all the wrong choices that felt exactly like a right one at that moment. I’m afraid I’ll be wrong with you too.”

//excerpt from a book i’ll never write #35


A.N. in case you’re wondering, I’m actually writing a book! Release date: December 2017/Jan 2018. Check out cynthiatingo.com/books for more details.

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Heart cells

I want a fresh start. But my body is made up of cells tainted with history. History of your touch, your kisses, and your hugs. They say that our body replaces itself with new cells every seven years. Love, it’s more than seven years now, I guess heart cells are never included.

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The Chase

One day you’ll stop chasing kisses out of other’s peoples mouth, and you’ll stop chasing their affection and attention, and you’ll start chasing your own love, your own dreams, your own healing. Until then, please know yourself and learn your true worth.

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365, Poetry, Writings

Words

I’ve lost my words
the moment I lost you
and the stubborn in me just refuses
to let you have that kind of power
over my words.

And yet, here I am again
Writing about you.

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