Written by Jacob Ibrag
I never meant to leave if that
was what you were wondering. Along the
line of us, you gradually began to give away your
independence. You became convinced that you were
irrelevant. I had to go, something had to give
for you to begin to love yourself.
Photography by Paolo Raeli
It hurts so much even just to read the lines.. It’s so painful.
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Your poems just get greater and more beautiful! β₯
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Thank you π
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Beautiful words and love how you show the world.
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Truly wonderful. So well written
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Thanks π
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This is the purest form of love that I can think of.
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It takes a lot of understanding to achieve this kind of sacrifice…… Love ur poetry….
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Thank you very much π
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Damn wow
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wow! just wow!
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what !! man sadly beautiful
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Thank you π
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My pleasure π
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Reblogged this on msmollahsworld and commented:
simply beautiful
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So sad for the other, but big ups, great story telling. Mm.. hope it never happens to me..π
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Thanks Jonny π
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Impossible to love a person who can not love him self .
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“I had to go, something had to give
for you to begin to love yourself.”
I appreciate this different perspective on love. How can we teach others to love themselves?
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