They kept on saying that we are not here.
But as of late... we are here.
But as of late... we are here.
Showing posts with label existence. Show all posts
Showing posts with label existence. Show all posts
Exist
When I pressed my hands against the panes drenched with sunlight, I felt cold clasp my hand in a familiar embrace.
And I thought:
I have very faint memories of before. The only existence I know now is the one I was given.
An echo of what used to be.
Now, it's hard to exist when the world is giving me a manual of perfection.
But,
I dare to live, to be vibrant, to shine with all my heart and with all my might.
And when I die, as I inevitably will, I shall shatter into diamonds.
And people will see that it was what I was made of.
"We were both alone, both existing as the absence of something else."
- Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me
And I thought:
I have very faint memories of before. The only existence I know now is the one I was given.
An echo of what used to be.
Now, it's hard to exist when the world is giving me a manual of perfection.
But,
I dare to live, to be vibrant, to shine with all my heart and with all my might.
And when I die, as I inevitably will, I shall shatter into diamonds.
And people will see that it was what I was made of.
"We were both alone, both existing as the absence of something else."
- Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me
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