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For Love and Lemons Valentine’s day collection is so angelic ☁️

poetry

I’m the average memory holder; a single coffer

Among billions that accommodates the most precious figuratives the universe ever saw.

I sit here, eat ice cream, watch CAOS; write useless poems

But I am treasured and worth a thousand kings’ ransoms, all because of some electric sparks that bring life.

Memories are invaluable sentiments; therefore I, and also all of you, are priceless beyond words.

Love.

-leena

I have the feeling, that I hindered myself in becoming more ME actually very often in the past. And I don’t know how to stop it, because it doesn’t feel like me being the one who’s doing it. Like it would be something pressuring from the outside, although I am just projecting and it’s not out there, but in me.

There’s nothing that can hold me back, and all the “I want to be’s” and all the “I should” and “I have to’s” in order of my looking, my being, the perception of others, of the world and myself, made me more distant to my center than anything out there ever could.

How can I go back? To the time when I was an early Teenager? Being lonely, but not in a sad way, having all the time in the world to explore the things inside of me. Not interested in being good enough for anything or anybody, because I touched something inside of me, and connecting with something that kept me warm? What happened? How could I become so distant to my own being? How can I become as wise as I was before I left myself for … what even? I don’t even know anymore …