ㅤㅤ  { 𑁍 }  ׂ THE MAJESTIC KIN JUBILATION
     THE BANQUET OF GRACE UNFOLDS ANEW
       ETCHED IN THE QUIET DEPTHS OF TIME
            A TAPESTRY OF SPLENDOR WHOLE


In the shadowed depths of eventide’s grace, the kin of the black swan gather in shadowed grace, their goblets gleaming beneath the moon's soft gaze. A feast of lace and mystery awaits, as whispers weave in the hallowed hall. To thee, @MarigoldVilla @TreasurePreciouss @TheWilkins, we raise our hearts and blessings, like silver rain upon thy name. As the black swan soars this night, our loyalty endures, steadfast and true.

"let this feast in honor stand a gathering
wrought by timeless hand, where   kin  of
midnight’s shadowed  line  celebrate   in
darkened  shine!” (...)

                              ────── 〔✿〕──────

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ    🪶.. )  with reverent heart
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ                @TheEldraeth

Our time together was brief. Yet I still miss him. It was a short time with a heavy feeling. I missed the familiarity he brought to me with his presence. Like I was going to be okay no matter what, as long as I had him beside me.

To this day, I don’t know if I miss him or if I just miss the idea of him. Maybe I missed the feeling of wanting someone so much until it consumed me, even if we weren’t meant to last. I can’t help, but to think about what we could’ve been. I’m stuck on the “what ifs” instead of facing reality.

Every time I see someone with his same dimples, I can’t help but to be reminded of him. The same dimples that was accompanied with a smile that could crush me. The same smile that he once looked at me with. He’s like a bad habit I wish I could unlearn.

Every time I hear his name, I turn around — even just for a split second — secretly hoping deep down, it’s him. If by some impossible miracle he was standing there, looking at me like he used to. But, it’s never him. It’s always just a stranger, serving as a reminder that what we had was just a brief memory and a short chapter.

Although it’s been months since I last spoke with him, I’m still slowly learning how to live without him. It’s a difficult task. Everything serves as a reminder that he’s still out there somewhere in this world, just not next to me. I’ve spent so long thinking about the short and passionate connection we’ve built, that I’ve been avoiding other people. Maybe that’s why it’s been so hard to let him go. I’m still looking for the same connection I had with him in other people.

Even though deep down I know I won’t find him again in other people, I hope one day by some miracle our paths will be able to cross again. For now, I’ll keep writing, keep remembering, and keep learning how to live without him.

I have no reason to keep thinking about you. No logical excuse for why I still let myself get lost in the idea of us, even for a fleeting second. We both know why things ended. We both made our choices.

Maybe because I’ve never been good at leaving well enough alone. Maybe because you’re the first person who made me feel like I didn’t have to try so hard to be understood. You became my serenity when my world was in chaos. You imprint in ways that I cannot undo. No matter how much time passes.

I don’t think about the ending as much I think about if things could have been different. If we had been more honest, more open, less afraid of what it meant to truly hold onto each other. If we had ignored the doubts, if we had just said the right words at the right time instead of letting silence win.

But at the same time, I don’t want to romanticize that we were too much. We were flawed. We had cracks. And maybe those cracks would have widened overtime.

I tell myself that I should’ve left well enough alone. The things unfolded the way they were supposed to, that we made the right choice by walking away. But every now and then, a small part always wonder:

Wouldn’t it have been fun?
If we had taken that risk. If we had been reckless instead of being careful. If we had fought harder, held on longer, rode the tide together and refused to let life pull us apart.
I think about the late-night conversations we had, the way we talked about everything and nothing. The way our words fit together so naturally like puzzle pieces. I think about the inside jokes, the small moments like asking me how’s my day going, the details only me would remember. Like how you always needed an extra scoop of sweetener in your matcha latte but pretended you didn’t.

It would have been fun if we had been able to figure it out. If we had been given just a little more time. If we had meet at a different stage in life, when timing wasn’t working against us. It would’ve been fun to see where we could’ve gone, to see it we turned to something bigger, something lasting.

But life doesn’t always give us what we want, does it? It gives us what we need. And maybe, we weren’t meant to last forever. But that does not mean what we had was not real.

I don’t regret you. But I don’t also regret that we ended. I know, deep down inside me, that we wouldn’t also work out. That life had other plans for us — plans that didn’t include each other. But there will always be a small part of me that wonders. A small part of me that believes, in some parallel universe we exist, we got it right.

And maybe, just maybe. That’s enough.

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      { 𑁍 }  ׂ THE MAJESTIC KIN JUBILATION
  THE BANQUET OF GRACE UNFOLDS ANEW
     ETCHED IN THE QUIET DEPTHS OF TIME
         A TAPESTRY OF SPLENDOR WHOLE


In the shadowed depths of eventide’s grace, the kin of the black swan gather in shadowed grace, their goblets gleaming beneath the moon's soft gaze. A feast of lace and mystery awaits, as whispers weave in the hallowed hall. To thee, @TheMordis @TheShellford @Heeliarch @TheDrysdale @LittleJeans @Woncrest @HouseOfEtherhail we raise our hearts and blessings, like silver rain upon thy name. As the black swan soars this night, our loyalty endures, steadfast and true.

"let this feast in honor stand a gathering
wrought by timeless hand, where   kin  of
midnight’s shadowed  line  celebrate   in
darkened  shine!” (...)

                  ────── 〔✿〕──────

ㅤ         ㅤ🪶.. )  with reverent heart
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ              @TheEldraeth
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