❧ | III. bouchon de vin cassé [broken wine cork]

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— EUNOIA | PART IIIbouchon de vin cassé| broken wine cork |

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EUNOIA | PART III
bouchon de vin cassé
| broken wine cork |

// kalopsia //
(n.) the delusion of things being
more beautiful than they really are.

| I N T R O D U C T I O N |

this section is a collection of poems that talk about a particular season of beautiful illusions and ephemeral happiness. it's all about finding beauty in things that do not exist and living in delusions where the world is painted a dark shade of blue and, in some cases, white. it tells a story about waiting for a ghost, encountering drastic changes and lamenting about things as insignificant as broken wine corks. in my mind, it all started on a summer day but ends with a winter-cold feeling that still lingers inside me and fills me with the dread that spring may never arrive. this is my vulnerabilities shifting into monstrosities of anxiety and insecurities and somehow, i still sit on my grave here, grieving endlessly and waiting for the snow and frost to melt into sunlight and cherry blossoms.

let the dark blue love sink deeper than the pain
in broken wine corks, i'll always find your name

let the dark blue love sink deeper than the painin broken wine corks, i'll always find your name

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| C H A P T E R S |

navy blue; yellow warmth
new york city
let's die, let's dance
universe's gift
wonder and happiness
navy blue
forbidden night
heartbeats
early morning cycling
the fear of losing you
universe | astronaut
façade
broken cork = broken heart
write about me too
twisted metaphors
7:33 a.m.
blue
untitled
the fact
 the choice
outgrown
wish i could forget, wish i didn't have a heart

♡ blue♡ untitled♡ the fact♡ the choice♡ outgrown♡ wish i could forget, wish i didn't have a heart

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damaged people love you like you are a crime scene
before a crime has even been committed.
they keep their running shoes by their souls every night,
one eye open in case things change whilst they sleep.
their backs are always tense as though waiting
to fight a sudden storm that might engulf them.

because damaged people have already seen hell.

and damaged people understand that every evil demon
that exists down there was once a kind angel before it fell.

Nikita Gill [The Way Damaged People Love]

— Nikita Gill [The Way Damaged People Love]

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| P L A Y L I S T |

1. something just like this | the chainsmokers, coldplay
2. cornelia street | taylor swift
3. the moment i knew | taylor swift
4. colors | halsey
5. colors pt. II | halsey
6. follow your fire | kodaline
7. superficial love | ruth b.
8. this love | camila cabello
9. ghost of you | 5 seconds of summer
10. graveyard | halsey
11. you are in love | taylor swift
12. if this is love | ruth b.
13. cruel summer | taylor swift
14. lose you to love me | selena gomez
15. cardigan | taylor swift
16. cut you off | selena gomez
17. holy ground | taylor swift
18. lie to me | 5 seconds of summer, julia michaels
19. hoax | taylor swift
20. paris | the chainsmokers
21. blue | troye sivan, alex hope
22. new rules | dua lipa

— bring out your summer polaroids, cheap spirits, coffee-stained pages and broken wine corks

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— bring out your summer polaroids, cheap spirits, coffee-stained pages and broken wine corks

— bring out your summer polaroids, cheap spirits, coffee-stained pages and broken wine corks

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Love,
SweetSimu.

[p.s. one extra aesthetic at the start of the chapter because... why not?]

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