[A million layers of gradient Gray]
I did not know...
that I was walking into a forest full of gorgeous blooming roses... Yet had the sharpest thorns.
who was I to you?
Was I something serious?
Or just a years long fling...
Was I what you wanted?
Or just someone to pass the time with till you find someone you actually want...
Was I just a toy?
Or did you actually care just didn't wanna show it...
Did you really love me as much as I loved you?
Or was i just a temporary disposable comfort zone...
You being there for me all this time, was it because you loved me?
Or just so you don't let go of the leash you had around my neck?
If you really cared, if you really loved me, if yo...
Doesn't matter how good you look if you are not as beautiful inside.
Because a Ferrari without an engine, is just a Ferrari without an engine.
"Be with someone"
Who wouldn't care how they look around you,
Cute messy hair...
I'd take it all.
because they should know that they are beautiful to you... in every setting.
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.
who we are and what we do defines how beautiful you are.
We will be a work of art
A monument in every part...
You'll love me forever
At least for thousand years
Millenniums without tears...
'Cause we'll be together
How did I find you?
How did I find you...
You'll go down in history
No one else listenes to me...
You know me by heart
You' re upside down
I'm inside out
We all the same...
Crazy but we just make sense
Legends for the rest of times
Your head resting next to mine...
Cause we'll be together
You'll love me forever
We will be a work of art...
"Be with someone"
... who have trouble sleeping when they're not in your arms, and won't get off bed unless they reach out on your side to feel if you there first, or brush their hands on your empty warm side of the bed.
She was lying supine on the beach chair looking at the sky.
She enjoyed with me the beauty and solitude of the quiet beach more than ever.
The aurora over the horizon was too beautiful for her not to appreciate.
The sound of the waves gently brushing on her bare feet created such an idyllic setting.
I definitely have clinomania with her, I love sleeping, making mornings a struggle for me when she's with me.
I'm dreaming even when I'm awake with her.
Summer dresses & straw hats
silk scarfs & cool Shades
Long drives & short breaks
Living between costal shops and beach sands
Sanctuary in her eyes
Salvation in Her smile
Serenity in her voice
"Heavens... baby girl" - Nymano
Life is simple
You make Choices
And Never look back
Because if you do you will
Always be haunted by your past
And that won't make your life better
On the Contrary, it will only worsen things
And you won't be able to move on or go forward
So calm down, take a deep breath, slowly
Close all the books after you've learnt
Keep the good chapters & lessons
Get rid of all the negative ones
You wouldn't need them
You won't have to
Then move on
(What comes to mind about boats and sailing)
" The idea of owning a boat in Venice always fascinated me as a kid, the canals, the beautiful old buildings, the rustic charms of history, sailing amongst all that in a boat would be enough reason to"
A fishing trip:
"waking up early in the morning in a simple coastal village to experience how to be a fisherman, the salty smell of a virgin beach morning... The atmospheric serenity of it, the hypnotizing sound of waves brushing on the side of your boat as you cast your line and just be there. In the moment"
"... If you'll be my boat, I'll be your sea.
Deapth of pure blu...
[FINISH THE STORY]
Together they traveled the world. Meeting interesting people along the way. One of those interesting people was called 'John'. They met him in a cafe on the outskirts of a gorgeous small town while they traveled.
Albert & Maggie were a very implusive adventurer couple. Ever since they fell for eachother, they fell Inlove with the world together too. So they've come up with an idea as impulsive as they are to venture tigether, they would spin a globe everytime they wanted to travel, and discover a new location, and then they randomly point at town on the map. After a long trip, here they are, in a small, Beautiful town far away from all the business of modern life. And th...
You want to know real patience?
When someone you love cries on your shoulder for someone else.
You want to know why you are an ex?
Treated me like a joke, and I left like it's funny
Asking me to be your friend, is like a kidnapper asking you to keep in touch after letting you go.
I got over my Stockholm syndrome. And traversed through the fog you kept creating to blind me from the truth.
And the truth was...
You are the fog. That kept me from seeing the rest of the world.
And for that, I thank you, because now... I learnt not to take my life for granted.
I hope you only remmeber everything that made you feel good and only think of that without remembering the bad.
"I'm speechless right now, you have no idea what your words do to me.
I see all of the positive energy in the world in you,You're the kindest, sweetest person I have ever met.
we're always gonna be attached to each other, we have the most special bond in the universe, I believe in that.
You are one of the greatest people I've ever met, I'm proud of you...
Forever and always."
P.S: this letter is my savior, came to me in a time where everything has fallen apart.. And I am forever greatful to recieve such positive radiating words that I do not deserve.
God bless your heart. I'm forever in your debt.
"The Parting Glass"
Of all the money that e'er I had
I've spent it in good company
And all the harm that e'er I've done
Alas it was to none but me
And all I've done for want of wit
To memory now I can't recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be with you all
Of all the comrades that e'er I had
They are sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts that e'er I had
They would wish me one more day to stay
But since it falls unto my lot
That I should rise and you should not
I'll gently rise and I'll softly call
Good night and joy be with you all
A man may drink and not be drunk
A man may fight and not be slain
A man may court a pretty girl
And perhaps be welcomed back again...
Its been a while since I wrote you, I hope this letter finds you and finds you well.
I may have been awway from you recently, but I want you to know that you are always in my mind.
Thinking of the day we would finally see eachother, somwhere far far away from all our troubles, all the restless nights busy days. Away from everything and everyone.
Just me and you.
I pray everyday for that day to come.
And I pray everyday for when it comes, to never end.
Seeking for your love..
Walk tbis path till dark.
Missing you dearly.
I'm sorry for all the times I've blamed you..
I picked up a broken piece of you and looked at it. Nothing changed... It's still me that I'm staring at even though you broke into countless tiny shards, hoping that what I see would go away... But it didn't. It's still the same.
So if one's self is distorted, why should I blame the mirror?
For how many times, and for how long I've stared at you, thinking that I am staring at myself, but in reality I was just looking at a very reflective object on the wall, what was I looking for?
Was I seeking for my personafied self? The one I was supposed to project out to the world in everyday's life ?
Or was I just trying to find myself? ...
THE HEART PARADOX
Watching somone blindly falling for tricksters who play the victim, a wolf in sheep's clothing.. Is one of the saddest things ever.
Because you just watch that person waltz right towards their doom, you can't do anything about it. It's already been settled. Nothing you say or do would change a mind of someone who's already been taken captive, heart charmed. So you sit back and wait for the inevitable. That moment when they wake up from the dream and see reality for what it is.
You would be sruprised, the veriaity of methods your average trickster have under their sleeves, but the end game is always the same, the causality is always the same, and the result.. Is always th...
A look, that transpired a smile...
A smile, that enchanted my heart...
My heart asked for nothing else.. No one else.
It only asked for you, it whispered to me "this is it. This is who you wanna spend your life with... This is who you wanna have kids with, and this is who you wanna grow old with..."
And in that moment, I knew, that I've found the missing piece of my heart.
What was missing was you.. And for that I say " I do. "
"they say humans are social animals they can't live alone...
But you're kicking it pretty well by yourself...
I'll tell you, you start feeling lonely in a group, it's better to have real solitude by yourself" - Cowboy Bebop
They say loneliness and solitude can bring about a diffrent mood
I say that shit is clowny cause I've been there and there's nothing new
I feel no emotion like I'm flowing in an Ocean, heart is broken, broken into million pieces cause I left it open.
And now I'm smarter and I'm harder but my blood went colder
Well I guess that's the pain that comes with getting older.
And I'm exhausted from the weight that I hold on my shoulders
Seems like my problems star...
It is an unbareable longing...
To hear your voice on the phone, without feeling your presence next to me.
It's an unbearable longing...
To read your texts, without being able to feel your hand touching mine.
It's an unbearable longing...
To look at your pictures, without being able to embrace you in my arms.
For you to tell me "I miss you"... While I'm so far away...
To feel so close, yet worlds apart...
To touch eachother's hearts, but not our bodies...
If I only had a magical wand with me right now, I'd only learn the spell that would teleport me to you now...
If I only had one piece of science fiction technology right now, I'd choose a portal gun an...
If i could follow my heart...
I'd travel around the world, I'd go somwhere far far away from all the business of modern life.
I'd wonder, stare and enjoy the little things in life, savoring every picosecond of it.
I'd take her with me, I'd always hold her hand,
I'd kiss her under the moon light, like she's never been kissed before,
I'd dance with her under the lamps of the night streets
I'd unchackle myself from everything that's holding me down, dragging me down, slowing me down.
And I'd finally spread my wings, take off with a shock wave behind me, because the chackles made my wings stronger than ever. And. They are finally free forever.
I'd take her with me, and we'd touch the sky...
It is truly the mother of all pain. The thing that makes you wish you had a time machine, and undo the pain.
I Believe everybody goes through it in one form or another, and everyone's pain is diffrent.
For me, My biggest regret is not realizing how much the people who were around me at the time cared about me.
Taking it for granted. Slowly but surely, blinded by my own "inherent Vice" mind.. I failed to see what mattered to me the most.
Who mattered to me the most.
My biggest regret, was not being brave enough to fight for the people I cared about the most. Before it was too late.
Life is extraordinarily short. And the more your grow up, the more you realize how fast the days...
You fell asleep while we are on the phone, so I've decided to write you this letter.
I've missed our late night calls, I've missed how crazy and silly we become when we talk alone.
I've missed your sleepy voice and the way you slowly close your eyes before you fall asleep.
I'm greatful and I'm lucky, to be the last voice you hear, and the last face you see, before you beautifully sleep.
The cutest thing ever...
Thank you for being you.
Thank you for being there for me through thick and thin.
Sleep well my dear. I'll be right here.
"home is where the heart is"
I was at the office today... I wanted to gather my things and leave, I opened my bag and I Felt something tucked in there, thats when I remembered, that the letter you gave me when we last saw eachother was there.. Never left my bag since the night you gave it to me. I froze for a moment, not knowing what to feel and after a while I gathered my thoughts and left.
I reached home, sat down and I was staring at my bag. As if it was pandora's box, I reached to grab it knowing that my heart will race. I opened the inner bocket I kept your letter in, knowing that the shell that I've been trying to build for months now to protect us will fall apart, and then...
Your perfume was s...
-let down your hair in the sunshine, make me wanna steal the rays of perfect sunshine from the sun above your head.
-let down your hair in the moonlight, hold my hand and dance with me, till the heavens turn crimson red.
Ever been in a relationship where it reached a point in it that you have to be careful of everything you say?
And you know it, because that person is right Infront of you and both of you know exactly what's going on, be it as it may, you both are professional "emotional" chess players.
Everything you say will be held against you, and by the time you think of something that person is already two, three steps ahead of you.
It's all well and good, both of you sending pawns to do reconnaissance, looking for loopholes, weaknesses, keeping tabs on eachother, turn after turn, slowly but surely advancing and gathering Intel.
It becomes so advanced that you could almost swear it's on par with int...
"Watashi" = i
I do not know how you do it.
I do not know how you warmly melt my heart...
Every moment we've spent talking has been an everlasting beautiful chain of epiphanies, & as it passed by it transforms into an eternal memory.
I have been searching All my life, I have been wandering, lost in an internal hypnotic wanderlust, I've been fantasizing about you before I even met you. Indulging in my bittersweet daydreams. Wishing to meet someone like you, & words would never make justice of describing how knowing you made me feel. To realize, that someone like you is not just a figment of my fantasy.
"Watashi No" = My
My mind is trying to make se...
"Angel of passion... Lend me your strength, for all the nebulas are about to collide... with my humble lips"
The sound was blasting and people were talking loudly. This wasn't her kind of party. But her friend begged her to come, so here she was. With her friend out of sight, she was just standing there, next to the couch, holding her drink...
As she was thinking to herself "what am I doing here?" as she accidently leaned on the couch next to her and her elbow touched a shoulder. startled she swiftly turned towards the couch to apologize to the person.
"I am terribly sorr.." she muttered as her voice faded away, her gaze was met by strong yet comforting eyes. He was sitting there on the couch leg over the other, he was well dressed but not overdoing it, he seemed like he didn't belong in this club...