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Bittu

Nothing but a fragile mortal, trying to make my words immortal.

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I might know words that my memory ties to you
Adjectives and nouns I have ascribed to your impact and importance to me

but I don't know you

and to assume that my memory of you gives me insight into your experience
is a leap I won't take

and I must offer this same respect of un-knowledge to myself
because I am not emotions or memories or physical attributes
I only know myself by remembering what I felt when I remember what I think I experienced

and I am the only version of the voice
that seems familiar
in the echoing solitude of self

yet, I recognize the breath escaping your lips
as yours
and I would know you anywhere
if I know you at all

In the memories we agree upon
you and I are more than
and the space we have chosen to title 'we'
is the way I define 'sacred'

Meaning I will not sell, or cheapen,
or defile

I won't claim any ownership
of you, or your perspective
and I cannot stake the land
to prove that I am choosing to be yours

I don't think I will ever understand
how to understand you

and I will never blame you
for the echoes of me

I remind myself of words
you said
near me
when I feel alone

I write memories I have named after you
and reading,
I remember the way you sat next to me
as I wrote

waiting to hear the butterflies
in my net
and I remember letting them flutter to you
without worrying whether or not you will
understand or remember

I don't need to be a god or an angel
and I don't care if my memories
of us
are something less than literal and accurate

In the darkness
of my lonely memories
you will always be more than
words

©Bittu #CalmingNature

#CalmingNature #Thoughts

Bittu

“We fall in love with 3 people in our lifetime. Each one for a specific reason.

First Love:
This love often happens at a young age. You eventually grow apart or call it quits over silly things. When you get older you may look back and think it was not love. But the truth is, it was. It was love for what you knew love to be.

Remember: There are different depths of love.

Second Love:
The hard one. You get hurt in this one. This love teaches us lessons and makes us stronger. This love includes great pain, lies, betrayal, abuse, drama, and damage. But this is the one where we grow. We realize what we love about love and what we don’t love about love.

Now, we know the differences between good and bad humans. Now, we become closed, careful, cautious, and considerate. We know exactly what we want and don’t want.

Third Love:
This one comes blindly. No warning. It creeps on you silently. You don’t go looking for this love. It comes to you. You can put up any wall you want, it will be broken down. You’ll find yourself caring about that person without trying. They look nothing like your usual crush types, but you get lost in their eyes daily. You see beauty in their imperfections. You hide nothing from them. You thank the universe for them. You truly love them.”

©Bittu #Love

#Love #Thoughts

Bittu

बदलाव लाने वाले को ही बदल देने वाले ये बहादुर लोग बाद में बेबस नजर आते हैं जब बंदिशे बर्दाश्त से बाहर हो जाती है..!

©Bittu #First

#Rose

#First #Rose #विचार

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