Oh my dear 🫀( an inner dialogue)
Posted anonymously on September 14, 2025Quick Overview AI Summary
In "Oh My Dear 🫀 (an inner dialogue)," the self engages in a poignant conversation with its heart, exploring themes of longing, loss, and the enduring quest for warmth and love. The dialogue opens with the self questioning its heart's desires, met by the heart's yearning for the comforting warmth of sunshine and the nostalgic aroma of peonies, symbolizing a lost love. The heart laments the emotional devastation inflicted by a past relationship, feeling buried and bleeding from broken promises. Despite the pain, there is a fragile hope, depicted as a thread, that they might find each other in another lifetime, free from the chains that bind them in their current existence. This introspective exchange captures the heart's deep yearning for connection and the bittersweet acceptance of love's impermanence, leaving readers with a haunting sense of longing for redemption and renewal beyond this life.
(Disclaimer: This is an inner dialogue between the self and its own heart.
The opening question is by the self, and the rest is by the heart. Hope you relate to it.)
OH LONELY HEART, WHAT ARE YOU YEARNING FOR?
A BUNCH OF FLOWERS, SUNSHINE, WARMTH?
OH MY DEAR, WHAT ARE YOU TO ME?
I HEAR THE STORM WHISTLING, WIND BLOWING FROM THE VERY CORE. IT'S CRUMBLING; EVERY PIECE I HAD OF ME IS NOW SHUDDERING.
OH SWEET CHILD, WHAT DO YOU KNOW?
I YEARN FOR THE WARMTH OF SUNSHINE,
GARNERED IN A BUNCH OF PEONIES, REMINISCING THE AROMA OF LONG-LOST LOVE.
MI AMOR, I WANT YOU TO SEE WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO ME.
YOU SHREDDED THE LIFE OUT OF ME; NOW I AM BLEEDING. YOU BURIED ME SO DEEP, NOW I AM SCREAMING. CAN YOU HEAR ME, MI AMOR?
YOU PROMISED THE IMPOSSIBLE, NOW I AM SAILING.
BUT HOW FAR, MI AMOR?
IN THE FLEETING TIMES, WE FIND OURSELVES BREAKING PROMISES WE MADE TO EACH OTHER,
UNLEASHING WHAT WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE,
BETRAYING THE BONDS THAT WERE SICKENINGLY TIED FOR THIS LIFE, TIRED FROM UNDOING WHAT'S DONE.
HERE WE ARE, IN A FIELD OF DAISIES,
STRENUOUSLY HOLDING ONTO THE THREAD OF HOPE IN FINDING EACH OTHER IN ANOTHER LIFETIME,
AND SAVING EACH OTHER FROM THE LOVE THAT CHAINED US IN THIS ROTTING HELL.
SEE YOU IN ANOTHER LIFETIME, MI AMOR, IF IT'S EVER MEANT TO BE.....
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