let me take you to the place from where you can see children's hands stretching up to the sky from the ferris wheel, let me take you to my daydreams.
let me show you the world as orion sees.
writing : [2021]
feb 18 (2'14 pm) - july 25 (2'30 pm).
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from the tale of a young boy. ─────────────⚪────────── ◄◄⠀▐▐ ⠀►►⠀⠀ ⠀ 11:00 / 17:00
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if it's maddening, welcoming, warm yet cold, if it drives you to the edge like a rainstorm turning into snow- what shall you name it then?
love, love, love. it knows no ends.
do you see the golden simmering of the ocean when the sun gets too close? you're like that to me cause when you're near my heart reddens to a deeper shade of a rose.
someone once told me, when love happens, you'll know.
i'll wear my best floor-length dress to the cliffs we walk in the evening to deliberately get lost together, somehow, we still always reach home by the end of october.
someone once told me, love will make you yearn for eternity.
i was like the black sand of the playa negra beach when you came along and wrote poetry on me, quiet, rhythmic and sweet, just silent before your waves became my daydreams.
someone once said, love is all things strange, love is a peculiar mystery.
i'll make the trails to the mountains flood into the water fountains so that you can have an ocean at your feet, but tell me, when does the sound of laughter become a melody?
someone once said, love is all things strange, love is a peculiar mystery.
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A/N : this is the second part, it takes place a year later and i hope you enjoyed reading! i really recommend watching taylor's performance of this love, it's just so beautiful and emotional. this is from the perspective of the girl who received the christmas card in the last poem!
i had this phase where purple was my favorite color, i had a purple sweater that i really loved and i have some memories in that which i'll never forget, so if i had to write a letter to someone in the past it'll probably be on a purple piece of paper with lavender scent on it lmao cause that's the most nostalgic color / scent for me.
contrast with the madwoman's story : -since she had become a literary local story around town and was deemed to be crazy, she actually never got the chance to fall in love or have any friends at all, whereas the young boy has reached out to his first love and is already with her a year later. this is from her perspective.
anyways, happy sunday guys ♡ and thank you so much for tuning in!
