In my entire life, I’ve barely experienced a connection with someone. I’ve often felt that I possess a light soul, while theirs was merely a rock. Then, a slight air of loneliness starts to fill the gap between us, as if we don’t speak the same language. I get frustrated and silently leave without making a sound.
Until one random day, a guy I’ve known since childhood replied to my story. We started a deep conversation about cinema, and for the first time, I felt submerged deep in the ocean. It was as if the stars were shining inside me instead of the sky. We were both transparent, invading each other’s presence not feeling like strangers at all, but as if we were meant to belong to each other.
It was so magical to be invaded by such feelings from just one conversation. To deeply know that he’s the one you’ve been looking for since the minute you were brought to earth. The realization blew you away in every cell of your body, you knew...
For me, it was almost like winter didn't count
Summer was what mattered
My whole life was measured in summers
Like, I don't really begin living until june ~
Why didn't you give me a long hug
I'm still in your Farwell words
Come to me again
Like the first day I saw you
Close your eyes and kiss me
If I can stay in this story
Wrap me with your tiny hands
Love me again
Like the day you kissed me
Close your eyes and kill me
What is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - it's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.
You were never brave enough to claim what was yours, always hiding behind your invisible walls, so much mystery and unnecessary darkness, your love is unreachable and undefined, it made me feel lost instead of loved...and that was my tragedy..
" I suppose that pain becomes a familiar thing when you are continually inflicting it upon others. You become numb to it. " Kai
And I write because this body is so expensive to waste its blood on the ground, I write because my lungs would have exploded with this amount of ink inside them, I'm so sensitive yet my ruthless soul is so disturbing...who am I ?
It's starting to get cold again, so tell me does it happen because of missing someone so much, or is it just the winter season~
Only one day dedicated to celebrating love was never enough, love is the purpose and the destination, the reason and the consequence. Love is bigger than words can express, love is infinity <3
Happy Valentine ❤
It's spring already, the weather has softened up as if it hadn't shed rains and thunder aggressively. Nature has worn its best green dresses, leaving her grief behind and embracing her new era. The flowers are the reward for the lost tears, the trees standing in triumph carrying countless leaves, and the ground holding inside all the water that once came in a storm.
With an absent father, It's as if you keep on living with an amputated hand, still have another one with two healthy legs, but people's eyes only stare at what is missing.