Faded Fantasy3 читателя тэги

Don’t go far off, not even for a day, because –

because – I don’t know how to say it: a day is long

and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station

when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.

Don’t leave me, even for an hour, because

then the little drops of anguish will all run together,

the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift

into me, choking my lost heart.

Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve оn the beach;

may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.

Don’t leave me for a second, my dearest,

because in that moment you’ll have gone so far

I’ll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,

Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?

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

You will hear thunder and remember me,

And think: she wanted storms.

And maybe we are just like the sun and the moon - deeply in love with each other but too different to exist side by side.

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

Look, let me put it this way: with me, you`re number оne and there isn`t even a number two.

Falling for him wasn`t falling at all. It was wallking into a house and suddenly knowing you`re at home.