I Almost Missed My Own Life
I kept waiting for someday until I realised someday keeps moving.
Asuka Hotaru
Love poems, serial romance, slow kisses, and stories that linger like rain~
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A little story about growing up together… except one of us was always going to grow old first.
I Think My Heart Knew You First
I was scared to love you. Terrified. But my heart did it anyway.
I Bought Myself the Flowers, Obviously
He left his mug, his charger, and one stupid sock behind. I kept the flowers... and slowly found my way back to myself.
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A motorway service station at four in the morning, and everything in the car is still adjusted for someone else.
Every Love Poem I've Ever Written Happened in My Kitchen
A paid-room confession about blankets, sinks, distance, and the extremely rude thing someone said to me this week.
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Everyone can say it. Watch what he does with the blanket.
The Poem Was About My Body. But Also… Not Really.
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My Body Walked In Before My Apology Could
For every soft, loud, gorgeous body that got tired of shrinking just to be loved.
I’m Jealous of Every Soft Thing That Still Gets to Touch You
A poem for the person I can’t reach anymore, and all the ordinary things that still get to.
He Missed the Tooth. The House Saved It for Him.
A poem for everyone who has ever loved someone through a phone call, a time zone, and a house that kept saving their place.
Okay, But This Line Kinda Hurt Me
A soft paid-room ramble on the tiny love stuff that makes tomorrow feel less empty.
You Are the Reason Tomorrow Feels Real
A love poem for the person who made ordinary life feel like forever.
The Quiet Room Behind "I Was Quiet. That Was Not Permission."
A private note on survival, silence, and the small stubborn voice that waited in the dark.
I Was Quiet. That Was Not Permission.
A poem for the girl who thought she had lost her voice... until it came back with teeth.
The Rain Was Only the Alibi
A rain-soaked love poem for the kind of wanting that stays outside because the dark is braver than any room.
If I Must Be Trapped, Let It Be With You
A poem for the love that stands beside you in the dark until even the locked room starts looking survivable.
I Took Myself Home First
A poem for the woman who stopped waiting to be chosen~ and finally came home to herself.
I Didn’t Fall. I Chose.
A poem for the love you didn’t fall into... the love you chose with both eyes open.