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what a tragedy that is.
Love letters in the wall. From a new love letter that will be in my book ! 🌻🌻🌻
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May Letter
// A Very Special Love Letter Written One Year Ago This May //
The full letter will be in my book, here is a sneak peak :-)
I know if I texted it would go unanswered, or maybe you blocked my number, as we have blocked one another from our lives, pretending we do not exist to each other.
You can’t block memories, you can’t block history — you can block the present to avoid the truth of the past,
So I’m sending you this letter…
- Demetra Demi
Mindfully Insane
She’s blinded by the idea of happiness and the idea of love, she likes the way it sounds and the way it looks - but she is walking in the dark struggling to get her own light while trying to dim others.
She thinks repetition makes a habit -
but doing the same thing expecting a different result is insanity.
- Demetra Demi
“I wondered if I could make tea out of your love. What kind of tea would it be? Would it be zen green or black? Would it be sweetened or unsweet? Would you burn me? Or keep me warm?”
Garden Snake.
She doesn’t have my name,
but she tries to act like it -
she’ll never be me.
you let her head rest on your chest and you close your eyes -
and when you enter the realm to sleep, i’ll be crossing your mind …
like a shooting star, hopeful to make a wish -
out of reach, shining bright,
you’ll be dreaming of places we went, and then you’ll wake up to find that she’s not me.
she’s no me.
A weed will never be a sunflower,
no matter how much it tries to take over in the garden.
- Demetra Demi
Broken Mirrors
// excerpt //
Broken mirrors are distorted views.
I’m sorry I made you cringe every time you see your reflection staring back.
Shattered you like a mirror; I tried to put the pieces back.
No matter what,
I know I’m responsible for all those cracks.
No amount of glue or tape can shave down the jagged ends.
You pierce me with every look, thought and breath.
- Demetra Demi
The story begins like this:
Ex-lovers who still care about each other but don’t talk anymore.
They both think that each other has moved on -
well… because they don’t talk anymore.
Yet they don’t know how much one another still cares and thinks about each other.
So they walk by each other, pretending their eyes don’t recognize, blocking memories - they wear masks -
writing and deleting unsent words
(…)
too prideful to say, too afraid to admit, to be the first to put their heart back on the line,
“i am terribly in love with you, and I always will be”
but they are ex-lovers who don’t talk anymore, and they both think each other has moved on.
(….)
- Demetra Demi
Hi Demitri !! Ah Thank you so much for your kind words and keep on being a hopeless romantic - we need more of that energy in the universe. You will enjoy my book about Agapè love for sure being a fellow Greek 😊 I hope you find an Agapè love. Xx Demetra
Love is Blind.
Heartbreak doesn’t discriminate.
Doesn’t care what color you are.
doesn’t care about your gender,
doesn’t care about your age.
Hearts don’t just break from romantic love
they break from friendships
from families, from broken dreams.
we are all humans, with nerve endings, feelings, fears, hopes - we are more alike than we realize,
Love in any of its form is real.
Pain in any form still hurts.
Heartbreak doesn’t discriminate.
Everyone has a story, try to listen.
- Demetra Demi
Come Back, Be Here.
i have a lot of dreams wrapped up in you - so you have to come back.
- Demetra Demi
I just want to make beautiful things, even if nobody cares. I'm a writer sharing my old soul with the universe. Book of poems is the dream now becoming a reality! Love Letters In The Wall: Agapé Edition coming soon. Next dream a song written with Nick Jonas or Taylor Swift. *Please always credit when sharing, all my work is copyrighted* :) thank you beautiful sunflowers xx
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