When you go through a series of bad relationships, you tend to become more mature/desperate and careful/carefree(it depends).
But there’s that one part of ourselves that we lose in every relationship that we left behind.
Because of that one part we don’t stay the same with the next person.
Now, if we are going through a hard time with them, it’s not only their fault. It’s your fault coz you think that you’re completely in love and doing everything you can to not let go, but that’s not true.
You’ve lost yourself piece by piece and you think that you’re the same.
It is really wrong of you to think so!
Expecting our partner to do whatever they can to prove it to us that they genuinel...
Some talk to you in their free time, and some free their time to talk to you.
Learn the difference.....
Dream of the dream
Just night i had a very very rare dream of the dream and it's that very soft handd crossed my face n played with my cherry lips fill me with a sweet crazy taste of love. Suddenly a scent of roses invaded the place n my all sense were alert n a slight chill travelled my body bristly on my skin n without being able to avoid it. I suddenly started shaking while a whispers pronounced my name and says "I Love You", without being able to move i tried to open my eyes only to discover a white silhouette, surrounded by a mysterious fog that prevented me from seeing his face but made me tremble with fear n nervousness, i dont know but i needed ...
"I just have to be close to you, one way or another, either physically, emotionally, or mentally. And sometimes I need all of it at once." - JMStorm
Today has been one of those days
Where things don't go my way
It starts to feel like that always
When my days fall short
And my heart feels heavy like stone
It's you I've been thinking about most
I'm melting on the inside
Trying not to show stress
It's only your voice that can soothe me
But it comes down to pictures on a screen
Decidí reconstruirme, levantar la cabeza e iniciar de nuevo. Decidí volver a sonreír, volver a frecuentar algunos amigos que ya habia dejado atrás, tomarme un trago y salir de fiesta. Tengo que continuar, la vida sigue, mis labios nuevamente están pintados con el color carmesí que tanto te gusta y mis ojos ya brillan de nuevo, no estoy en búsqueda de un amor pero si aparece alguien no le cerraré la puerta. Estoy tranquila, concentrada en mi trabajo y mis ocupaciones. También es cierto que aún te quiero pero ya pasó demasiado tiempo y esperarte más no puedo.
Decidí reconstruirme, levantar la cabeza e iniciar de nuevo. Decidí volver a sonreír, volver a frecuentar algunos amigos que ya habia dejado atrás, tomarme un trago y salir de fiesta. Tengo que continuar, la vida sigue, mis labios nuevamente están pintados con el color carmesí que tanto te gusta y mis ojos ya brillan de nuevo, no estoy en búsqueda de un amor pero si aparece alguien no le cerraré la puerta. Estoy tranquila, concentrada en mi trabajo y mis ocupaciones y ya no me dueles. En el fondo aún te espero, y creo que aún te amo.
I poured myself out unto the page,
And it ran red,
And left me empty inside,
I wanted to feel myself again,
So I placed my hand in the oozing mess,
And smeared me all over the page,
How much louder can I get,
Then to be out in the open, bright colored, plastered against, a bright, white, wall,
Can you hear me now?
I said, can you hear me now?
Can you now see my need for you to see me?
I'm screaming from the inside,
From my hollowed inside,
The opening of my mouth, is as the triggering of a megaphone,
But my pain falls silent on your deaf ears,
The lights are dimming,
My breath is fading,
And still I wait for you to fill the void, of absence, that used to be you,
As I lay there on the floor,...
¿Cómo inventar un poema de amor
si la lluvia nocturna
te quita la inspiración?
lo haces viendo sus fotografías
y el último video recibido hace algunos días,
recordando alguna canción
que bailaron los dos,
cerrando los ojos
e imaginando su voz
"Te amo mucho mi amor"
ONE LAST TIME
Isn’t she beautiful,
when she talks to the stars,
while mounting the river bed?
Now I am stuck in the devil’s house,
no tears to shed,
at the neck of my bed,
where she once lay beside me, dreaming.
Forgotten days at the feet of the winds,
and the gospel chimes have gone mute inside the locks of my heart,
finding a way out amidst the moist bricks of some underpass,
Life sulking as the injured voices in my heart can’t recite,
they are absent and lost in the towns I hold inside.
All I see is my small dark head,
restrained by the edge of hands,
knocking on the door of barren lands,
receding echoes and distant lores,
for they are calling me back.
Isn’t she an artist,
when she pai...
You taught me to walk on my own feet way back into the time . You did let go off my hand because you thought I have learnt to take steady footsteps. But dad , your strong daughter didn't learn to walk steadily in her life yet. She had a bad fall and had bruised herself and I wish you were here to help her back on her feet again. I wish I could wrap my hand around your finger and learn the right way to walk again. I need you in here. I love you and without any doubt, I miss you too.
- Arunima ❣️
I still remember you, I can't forget everything we live, my skin refuses to forget you
Dicen que los mejores amores no se olvidan, pero creo que estan equivocados,porque esos amores que te enseñan el dolor,son los que se quedan gravados en tu piel.
Eso fuiste el mejor amor y el mas doloroso,me enseñaste el éxtasis y luego me dejaste quemando en los recuerdos.
It has been 2 years since your hands touched mine for the last time before going cold. I keep watching you bringing flowers for me. Keeping them by my side. Praying. Wishing I was with you even now. But I left you.
Yes, that's a mistake I will regret forever in my life. I had to show you my love, the constant pain that I felt, seeing tears in your eyes for me. So I chose to give up on you. On me, on our love. I still remember how bitterly you cried, when I was leaving you. With our little daughter within me. She was just 3 months old then. In my womb. But still I chose to leave. And closed my eyes taking a deep breath which I could never exhale.
You still come every day, wishing your valen...
Siempre me alejo de las cosas que me dan miedo,
como el amor,
es mi decisión más rápida y cobarde.
Writing again today. I feel like writing this for all those who are at a age where some of their friends or people younger to them are either getting engaged or posting pre wedding photos or getting married or having kids or already had a few. And you are having thoughts like when will I have all this.
You know what it's okay. Don't get married because your age is increasing. Don't get married because your friends are getting married. Don't get married just for sake of doing it. Don't get married cos you don't wanna be alone any longer. Don't get married because your relatives keep nagging your parents with questions. Don't get married because of peer pressure. Don't get mar...
बदलते हर मौसम का भींगा खुमार हो गया
तेरी याद न हुई .......
चढता बुखार हो गया
You’re an anomaly
The second I thought I knew you, I would second guess myself
Because all you are is a series of faces and emotions
It’s almost as if you were just a character I made up in my head
To make my fantasies and day dreams a reality
And I never wanted to believe that in the end
You were going to be anything other than that