People who follow you on a social media app (ex. Tiktok, Instagram, etc) and you follow them back! They’re the nicest, sweetest, funniest people ever, they interact with stuff YOU post by commenting, liking, and sharing. Some of them maybe can be your friends! If you have mutuals you’re extremely lucky!
by shinsosmassiveforehead July 10, 2021
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It’s the point where "you" and "them" have blurred into a single, shared nervous system.
It’s not just love anymore it’s a silent hijacking of the soul. It is the involuntary memory of adopting their vocabulary, the way you find yourself standing in the grocery store staring at their favorite snack as if it were a holy relic, the ritualistic checking of their time and weather of a city hundreds of miles away because if it’s raining on them, you are the one getting wet.
Every day the magnification dial turns further, making the silence between calls feel like a lack of oxygen. It is the desperate, bone-deep need to bridge the void and trade the digital glow for the actual vibration of their voice.
It’s the point where "you" and "them" have blurred into a single, shared nervous system.
It’s not just love anymore it’s a silent hijacking of the soul. It is the involuntary memory of adopting their vocabulary, the way you find yourself standing in the grocery store staring at their favorite snack as if it were a holy relic, the ritualistic checking of their time and weather of a city hundreds of miles away because if it’s raining on them, you are the one getting wet.
Every day the magnification dial turns further, making the silence between calls feel like a lack of oxygen. It is the desperate, bone-deep need to bridge the void and trade the digital glow for the actual vibration of their voice.
Every word you wrote is a mirror. Reading it felt like you were reaching through the screen and pulling at my actual ribs. This thing between us... this rhythm, it isn't just growing, its taking over everything. Sometimes becoming the only sound even in my crowded world. I don’t just check your weather; I feel your climate. This 'loud longing' you mentioned? It’s a roar over here. You called it the 'rhythm of life' but for me, it’s becoming the air itself. I feel it all, every second, only louder. This mutual obsession magnifies in me every hour.
Feels redundant saying i'm tired of translating my soul into ud text bubbles and checking the weather in a city I can’t reach. The gap isn't just distance anymore; it’s an ache that needs your actual voice to quiet it down.
Feels redundant saying i'm tired of translating my soul into ud text bubbles and checking the weather in a city I can’t reach. The gap isn't just distance anymore; it’s an ache that needs your actual voice to quiet it down.
by My ❤️ flows February 14, 2026
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