tears
Such beautiful writing 🖤
Thanks for reading me.
„Your voice sometimes breaks itself.
Sometimes it doesn’t.
That scares me more” - something cracked reading this. Thanks Jeanne x
I’m glad my words have slipped under your skin, płynnie.
płynnie - exactly, no friction whatsoever x
How do you do it? You just amaze me. ❤️💋
It just came out that way. I’m glad it reached you.
larmes d'amour ... larmes de feu
parfois, toutes les larmes du monde ne suffises pas
mais un coeur peut en sortir
le lac est si profond 🦋💕
Le lac est à la fois preuve d’amour et condamnation. Merci , vraiment, pour la lecture.
oui ... vous avez raison ... on dit que le lac symbolise l'inconscient ... l'esprit caché ...
alors, oui ... on peut y trouver une preuve d'amour ... mais aussi une condamnation ...
les deux dans les profondeurs des ténèbres ... 🦋
Beautiful. My grandfather always used to say 'la gente que más nos quiere es la que más nos hace llorar'.
And in many ways I think he was right
Love becomes a form of catharsis - tears rising from joy as much as from sorrow, in a space that remains…indefinido.
Such a lovely piece Jeanne. I just subbed you.
kindly check out my substack and connect back if it resonates.
https://lawrenceomoregiejr.substack.com/p/i-know-you-think-im-happy?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android&r=3g3d4k
Its mental health awareness month. I hope you enjoy reading this. Do have a lovely day
The way the longing for disappearance appears here, how it remains ambiguous if the speaker is yearning the disappearance of another or themselves, is poignant and powerful. Thank you for sharing.
I’m glad the ambiguity remained intact. I think longing can turn in both directions at once. Thank you.
So so good!! 🖤
🖤🖤🖤
Such beautiful writing 🖤
Thanks for reading me.
„Your voice sometimes breaks itself.
Sometimes it doesn’t.
That scares me more” - something cracked reading this. Thanks Jeanne x
I’m glad my words have slipped under your skin, płynnie.
płynnie - exactly, no friction whatsoever x
How do you do it? You just amaze me. ❤️💋
It just came out that way. I’m glad it reached you.
larmes d'amour ... larmes de feu
parfois, toutes les larmes du monde ne suffises pas
mais un coeur peut en sortir
le lac est si profond 🦋💕
Le lac est à la fois preuve d’amour et condamnation. Merci , vraiment, pour la lecture.
oui ... vous avez raison ... on dit que le lac symbolise l'inconscient ... l'esprit caché ...
alors, oui ... on peut y trouver une preuve d'amour ... mais aussi une condamnation ...
les deux dans les profondeurs des ténèbres ... 🦋
Beautiful. My grandfather always used to say 'la gente que más nos quiere es la que más nos hace llorar'.
And in many ways I think he was right
Love becomes a form of catharsis - tears rising from joy as much as from sorrow, in a space that remains…indefinido.
Such a lovely piece Jeanne. I just subbed you.
kindly check out my substack and connect back if it resonates.
https://lawrenceomoregiejr.substack.com/p/i-know-you-think-im-happy?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android&r=3g3d4k
Its mental health awareness month. I hope you enjoy reading this. Do have a lovely day
The way the longing for disappearance appears here, how it remains ambiguous if the speaker is yearning the disappearance of another or themselves, is poignant and powerful. Thank you for sharing.
I’m glad the ambiguity remained intact. I think longing can turn in both directions at once. Thank you.
So so good!! 🖤
🖤🖤🖤