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I dream of you every night.
Every morning I lose you.
Everyday I pray to God—Either stop her from invading my dreams or don't wake me up.
That's why God made this blorbo of a blog site. Keep writing. Soon, this grief will become indistinguishable from the rest.
"i’d memorize you in ways you forgot you existed"
"i’d memorize you in ways you forgot you existed" by Astrum
i wouldn’t ask for permission to admire you — i’d just do it. quietly. thoroughly. like i was built to notice you and no one else.
i’d memorize the way your breath hitches when you’re almost smiling, the exact second your eyes soften when you let your guard down, and the curve of your lips when you almost say what you’re scared to feel.
i’d learn you like my favorite song — not rushed, but looped forever. until every sigh, every glance, every unspoken ache was part of my heartbeat.
and when you forget how rare you are, i’d whisper it against your neck, press it into your skin, etch it into your bones — until you remembered that being wanted never had to hurt.
“I write slowly… with depth…”
Whispers Between Pages By Astrum
I have always trusted the quiet of untold stories, the soft ache that lingers between what is written and what is merely felt.
I do not chase endings — I unfold them, slowly, like paper worn thin by longing and hands that know the weight of memory.
Somewhere between ink and skin, I found my truest voice — not to speak louder, but to listen deeper to the words that choose to find me first.