My muse. by Tonton Garcia https://padlet.com/garciatonton26/ysjl4z5e902kgi19 Happy first, ga. You’re for a keep because you are an art, a subject, and my muse. I love you, langga. en-us 2024-01-08 12:22:46 UTC 2024-01-08 12:30:10 UTC hello@padlet.com garciatonton26 https://padlet.com/garciatonton26/ysjl4z5e902kgi19/wish/2841389886 I.


Swallowed by the depth of my thoughts, my mind pinned a thing, and now I’m no longer lost. I studied beauty and all its causes. I thought art should only be capable of making one feel great, happy, and satisfied. Yet, I was wrong.


 


You came out of nowhere amidst the rainy day. If you’d ask me, I will always paint your image. You were once a walking disaster; you pretend you were easy to get along with. You put a facade on your face, making me believe you’re all fine.


 


Your touch makes me bleed; your tongue is sharper than a knife. You are flawed and inevitably hurt whoever crosses you. I know you warned me ahead, yet I will always stay with you.

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How ironic—would you believe me if I said that I found comfort in your chaos? I shed silver from your tears. Your words make me full, and your voice and laugh make my lips curve.


 


Your existence led me to solace. I followed your traces, despite the bruises I got along my way. Now I figure out one thing; that I found a tulip grown in the middle of the desert.


 


And among all hues, I define you as blue. Gloomy yet pretty and mesmerizing. And if you ever intend to kill my heart and torture my soul, I still want you to know that I’m so glad that I met you.

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