About LydiaMia

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LydiaMia

I write about things that move me, in one way or another. I'm friendly and welcome messages, as long as respect is maintained.

Name:
Luna
Sex:
Female 
Pronouns:
She/her/hers
Age:
29
Sign:
Cancer
Relationship Status:
Single
Location:
Local Time:
19 Jun 2021 23:10
Interests:
Reading, writing, love, my bed, vanilla frosting, sleep, life, spirituality, goddesses, lovely scents, slightly morbid concepts, tattoos, Wicca (a practicing witch since 2008), mythology, books, heights (despite a slight fear), soft textures, scarves, wolves, cats, crows, lilacs, lilies, gardens, bright blue, deep red, minor pains of life, cooking, baking, whiskey, notebooks, the smell of a brand new book, salt lamps, dreamcatchers, chakras, candles, World of WarCraft, YouTube tutorials, lotions, massages, the Sims 4
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Date Joined:
13 Feb 2020
Last Visit:
24 May 2021
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It’s Not My Betrayal

I don’t understand how you sleep  How your heart doesn’t pound out of your chest How your palms don’t sweat  While your fingertips clutch at nothing.  I don’t understand how your throat Isn’t a barren desert How your barbed tongue forms words When it should crumble to dust.  I don’t understand how your eyes  can be so vacant and far  When the mirror shows you the Truth of your character  ...

Added 09 Mar 2021 | Category Poetry | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 129 | 3 Comments

Dad

“Can we pretend things are how they used to be?” Can I look for my own reflection instead of yours in the mirror? The moments between heartbeats are the only ones your voice doesn’t follow.  I can no longer hear affection after seeing your rage.  Listening makes my ears bleed now.  “Can’t you just let it go?” Can’t you just let me go? My teeth ache from clenching my jaw. My throat,...

Added 25 Feb 2021 | Category Poetry | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 174 | 6 Comments

Letters

“Letters”   I wrote you a love letter. But it burned before you could read it. There, in the warmth of the sun That was in your eyes When you told me you loved me. I wrote you a love letter. But pieces were stolen in the wind Which kicked up to blow down The bridge of words we tried To use to reach each other. I wrote you a love letter. But it froze and wouldn’t thaw. It grew icicles as...

Added 18 Feb 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 312 | 5 Comments

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