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Lovechild of the cosmos, narrator of deaths cautionary tales. IG: @kushwrites
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Tell me about the first time you fell in love....
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Beauty

I looked out at the sky and marvelled at its beauty.

Everything around me became an unseen marvel of the world.

I saw constellations embedded into the sky,

permanently sketched there forever.

I looked out at the sky and marvelled at its beauty.

I noticed how the moon has been the same

since great lovers roamed the Earth.

I noticed the way time became stagnant.

The way nothing around me mattered.

I looked out at the sky and marvelled at its beauty,

and finally understood what Shakespeare had been saying.

I wasn’t scared anymore.

Instead,

I embraced oblivion and fell into the void.

Not praying I wouldn’t get hurt,

Instead,

wishing, I can pick myself back up when I do.

- k.m

[@k.m on Instagram]

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Demons
Write abut a girl/boy with demons in their heart. Who has been shoved and run over by life so many times that they feel like they can no longer get up.
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Another world

Anteros looked upon the two lovers and became so bewildered over the intense love they shared. Alas, he couldn’t do anything. Zeus once split humans into two, and they would all forever wander around in search of the one they loved, so dearly. These two souls were in the same predicament. Haunted by past loves, but intertwined with their pure and luminous cynicism. He knew that they could never be together in this time, but in the life, they live after this one they may. In another world, when their lives weren’t taunted by past regrets. In another world, where their destiny wasn’t sealed in the fate of the stars.

- k.m

[@k.m on instagram]

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What is love?
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A Phenomenon

Love, what is it?

Is it the ever-flowing words that you utter?

Is it laughter?

Is it your nightmares that haunt you at night?

Or is it the stars that burn your eyes,

reminding you,

to find the answer?

Is it her?

The one you think about so earnestly?

Or is it him?

The one that made you wish for a happy ending?

I know about loss,

I know little about love.

But to love is to gain a new beginning

and to lose is to forfeit a bad one.

So,

when all is said and done,

and loved and lost

remember;

When the world fades nothing matters anymore,

you should look to the sky,

and remember,

the stars will always love you.

For you are a cosmic wonder.

-k.m

[@k.m on instagram]

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I am sorry
Write about someone you want to apologize to. It can be someone from a different time in your life or someone from now. We all have regrets. And the best way to start healing the wound is talking about them. Any format is okay just whatever works best for you.
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Not anymore

To you my first love,

the one who I shared my secrets with.

To you,

my first love,

who made me believe that I was enough.

To you,

my first love,

who made me fall in love with the idea of love.

To you,

I raise my glass in honour of.

For many things would have happened

If I didn’t meet you.

But,

my dear first love,

It’s this truth I utter now;

Although your eyes felt like home

and hands were an extension of my own,

I say with most sincere regret,

I will not hold you.

Not anymore.

You see,

I need to look after my second love.

For,

you broke me and now I’m mending myself,

and

I swear that’s better

than not loving at all.

- I’m sorry, but now I don’t yearn for you

k.m

[@k.m on instagram]

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kushwrites

To: Romanticized sad girls From: A romanticized sad girl

You put me in your words

and paint me like a child.

Silently suffering alone,

talking to the stars

wondering what I did wrong.

How hard it must be for you to write,

when the only thing that comes to mind

is the image of a gloomy girl,

covered by the clouds,

stained with her own blood,

as her soul cries out beneath her.

But,

what you don’t know is the quality of my strength.

The things I’ve been through

and the complicated circumstances that surround them.

I am guided by the stories my grandparents told me

and the secrets my family keeps close.

I am not here to be monetized.

My pain is not here to be sold.

k.m

[@k.m on instagram]