Beramode, блог «Faded Fantasy»
I slept there the night you said ‘I think I’m
falling in love with you,’ igniting a great unendurable
belongingness, like a match in a forest fire.
I burned so long so quiet you must have wondered
if I loved you back. I did, I did, I do.
Beramode, блог «Faded Fantasy»
i think it’s brave that you get up in the morning even if your soul is weary and your bones ache for a rest
i think it’s brave that you keep оn living
even if you don’t know how to anymore
i think it’s brave that you push away the waves rolling in every day
and you decide to fight
i know there are days when you feel like giving up but
i think it’s brave
that you never do
Beramode, блог «Faded Fantasy»
if you choose the red
and i choose the blue
we can share the green
Beramode, блог «Faded Fantasy»
- We basically just met each other.
- Well, I bond fast. Time is an illusian.
Beramode, блог «Faded Fantasy»
I told myself to stay away. What was broken in me was broken. No оne could fix it. And I did the opposite.
Beramode, блог «Faded Fantasy»
I am sending back the key
that let me into bluebeard's study;
because he would make love to me
I am sending back the key;
in his eye's darkroom I can see
my X-rayed heart, dissected body :
I am sending back the key
that let me into bluebeard's study.
Beramode, блог «Faded Fantasy»
My angel will sleep in my arms, will awaken in my arms, will live there.
Beramode, блог «Faded Fantasy»
Who could blame me for seeing оnly what I wanted to see? Who could accuse me of anything? I loved everything that didn’t love me back; it was the easiest thing in the world. Back then, I believed in change. I believed scaffolding was the same thing as structure. I thought I could build it.
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