Faded Fantasy3 читателя тэги

And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.

I am made of little rooms full of thoughts, emotions and memories. You cannot define me by listening to me оnce. I’m too complex.

The gap between compassion and surrender is love’s darkest, deepest region.

Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, оn some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand оne another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.

I just wanna lay next to you

And listen to the beat of your heart

I just wanna close my eyes

And fall asleep in your arms

I just wanna feel you

And just forget the world

I`m trying to remember you

and

let you go

at

the same time.

I don`t care if I fall in love with a devil, as long as that devil will love me the way he loves hell.

I hide because there`s more to me than what you see and I`m not sure you would like the rest. I know that sometimes, I don`t like the rest.