beautiful & tender, as ever. this statement: "I want this story to be more dramatic than it is, try to match the depth of feeling I reached that day... But it's the hope that hurts" cuts me to my core - i resonate with this on a lot of dimensions, the depth of hope
Finally reading this after we talked about it at writing club -- I admire your vulnerability and grace toward yourself for feeling your feelings! I also loved the opening scene of picking out flowers.
this is very pisces/cancer coded ;)
beautiful & tender, as ever. this statement: "I want this story to be more dramatic than it is, try to match the depth of feeling I reached that day... But it's the hope that hurts" cuts me to my core - i resonate with this on a lot of dimensions, the depth of hope
Oh, Nikhil, my beautiful fellow cancer. I know this cycle of hope and despair all too well. Thank you for writing this.
Felt
Finally reading this after we talked about it at writing club -- I admire your vulnerability and grace toward yourself for feeling your feelings! I also loved the opening scene of picking out flowers.
thank you!
Seeing the thumbnail kinda hurts after reading
I love that you keep feeling hope. It's a beautiful feeling. ❤️
wondering if you've ever tried bookbear express's matchmaking? i've heard some success stories from it
yeah, i’ve met some folks from there, no dice so far
was worried the poem was going to link to the ray bradbury short story 😳 but I feel this!