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curious one · 3mo
hi sweet little human being, i just want to tell how much of an important person you are in my life and i hope you will always feel immense love and happiness. if you ever feel other emotions than those, the doors to my dms are always open, and so is the doors of my heart.
the word love is not enough to express the cosmic love i hold for you my angel🤍 so here is a little something i wrote for you ><
Ocean ⋆｡𖦹 °.🐚⋆❀˖°
The waves hit the rocks,
The water shimmers under the Sun's gaze.
The ocean is calm,
And so is my heart around you.
You are the still water disguised as a human being.
A haven to reach when the storms strike again.
One that listens to my worries,
And comforts in the best way you can.
Oh my dear,
Will you let me engulf you in my embrace ?
I will dive and clutch onto you warmly,
Make you dainty shell bracelets,
One for you, one for me.
We will roll on the sand,
Laugh heartily
And make castles to call our home.
And if a kid steps on it,
I will build a castle as big as your heart,
Protect it with ramparts all around our oasis,
Just so you can be happy.
Needless to say,
If you let my presence be a part of your existence.
Only if you give me permission,
I will stay by your side,
Until you tell me to get lost.
my dear, you are going to need to give me a moment to absorb this and release the tears in my eyes. you have such an extraordinary way of making me feel cherished and valued, conveying all that warmth in a beautiful poem. I love, love, love you. this is such a gorgeous gift, and I won't forget it!! I'll carry it with me for as long as I can, you must know that 🥹🤍 if you've found yourself in me, then I will never, ever tell you to go away 🤍🤍
curious one · 3mo
you're so so talented and cool!! Love all your stories!!
curious one · 3mo
Can you share with us your favourite paragraph you've ever written? — riv 👀🫖
I am not sure if there is something worthy enough on my shelves for that title, but it's definitely one of my most cherished ones!! I didn't give it a title previously but I would called it “Bones on your tray” now:
“I love unfinished paintings, they hold the beauty of creation. Deprived of an end, immortal. For what lived is gone, and for what never did, remains. Like bones left on the side of a tray, when you “empty” a plate, they're easy to throw away and hard to chew for meaning. Never can they become a statue or a monument, but nobody erases the lines that weren't colored in. Somehow, it is not set into stone if you can live unfinished. Perhaps that thought never had an end too. It is to be seemingly uncooked if pressed on; the meat is somewhat alive, they say. With blood still curling around its flesh, holding its own hand. If you are alive, you are unfinished. Watercolor over pencil, but all the guidelines still show. Unfinished paintings are a guilty pleasure of mine, it's in staying without being whole.”
I love you, riv :(( THANK YOU FOR THIS QUESTION ♡♡