It Isn't Poetic, It's Hollow

I've wanted to repost this entry into my blog a couple of days ago but with the blogger outage that happened, it was delayed. But here is it and this entry is so beautiful that I felt I had to talk about it. The words Elle wrote are so exact and poetic. The picture Le Love posted with it is also so beautiful and pure art in a way that I can't even find the right words right now to even express how I feel about this entire entry. But for a girl who used to lay in the street at night and look up at the sky, everything about this is beautiful.

like death without the sleeping part


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The sound of a heart breaking isn’t poetic. It is hollow. It is tragic. It calls for rituals – the denial, the shock, the anger, the disappointment, culminating in hopelessness. Just like a shrinking white star slowly collapsing inwardly, with memory drawn from every breath a blow. It’s like death without the sleeping part.

-elle

Posted by Le Love at 10:55p.m.

I hope you love it as much as I do.