Faded Fantasy3 читателя тэги

when death

takes my hand

I will hold you with the other

and promise to find you

in every lifetime

- commitment

Still dreams - shimmering as through rose-silk fringe

To feel

People say I love you all the time. When they say ‘take an umbrella, it’s raining,’ or ‘hurry back,’ or even ‘watch out, you’ll break your neck.’ There are hundreds of ways of wording it - you just have to listen for it, my dear.

I know I’m still young and there’s a lot of time for things to happen, but sometimes I think there is something about me that’s wrong, that I’m not the kind of person anyone can fall in love with, and that I’ll always just be alone.

She paints her nails, washes her hair every day, wanders through the city, smokes in the streets, goes window-shopping, maybe ducks into a bookstore to buy a book she’ll never read, just for the pleasure of seeing it wrapped up in a package.

There is no room in my body for anything but you. My arms love you, my ears adore you, my knees shake with blind affection. My mind begs for you…

And I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more.