Its been such a long time since I have felt this way. And it took me by surprise because I swear I've already settled my heart to solitude. I was happy alone. But then you came and you made me realize the difference between being safe and being sound, the difference between being free and having a home, the difference between pain and emptiness.
But there's a long road ahead and it ain't an easy road. I'm not really sure if you're with me or if I do really want you to be with me but only time can tell. And if time is on our side, I would really love for you to hold my hand and never let go. Because this time I want it for the rest of my life until i die.
And thanks for keeping your promise. Simple things you do makes me change my mind and believe again in those things that I already lose my faith in...
Thanks for making me believe again that love is real.
Friday, June 20, 2014
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
The Mockingjay (Tales of Another Injustice)
Call me your mockingjay.
A walking rebel in the midst of your communism.
But a verdict without giving the benefit of the doubt is an act of injustice.
Stop pretending you have the ears to hear when your brain is locked with the lies you've been fed.
The respect is burning down now and it is lost in the oblivion of the most sincerest lie you ever heard.
And thus she spread her wings and fly little mockingjay...
A walking rebel in the midst of your communism.
But a verdict without giving the benefit of the doubt is an act of injustice.
Stop pretending you have the ears to hear when your brain is locked with the lies you've been fed.
The respect is burning down now and it is lost in the oblivion of the most sincerest lie you ever heard.
And thus she spread her wings and fly little mockingjay...
Thursday, June 12, 2014
Friday, May 09, 2014
fallen
All angels are fallen. Were it not so, we would not exist.
There is a place in your heart, just before you get to the heart of hearts, a little antechamber where unsavory intentions gather- and linger for they cannot enter your very heart. It is in this waiting room, secret and small where you hope that you're little sister will fall off her pony and break her leg next time she rides him and blah blah...the little room where they say if thoughts could kill - we would de-people our earth in a little less than two hours...
There is a place in your heart, just before you get to the heart of hearts, a little antechamber where unsavory intentions gather- and linger for they cannot enter your very heart. It is in this waiting room, secret and small where you hope that you're little sister will fall off her pony and break her leg next time she rides him and blah blah...the little room where they say if thoughts could kill - we would de-people our earth in a little less than two hours...
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Thursday, February 20, 2014
Sunday, February 02, 2014
ver months on february
Why does it always rain in september
And its always cold in December
Its always sad in sweet November
So what's your story October
And its always cold in December
Its always sad in sweet November
So what's your story October
Monday, January 20, 2014
Wednesday, January 01, 2014
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