. pure joy .
. it's funny how.. .It’s funny how I smile and sigh I laugh and tear I reminisce and frown I yearn and wish for lesser of you. it's funny how.. .
It’s funny how things mix and match words build or break emotions rise then fall feelings deceive but deliver all beautiful and unbearable
It’s funny how those old memories hold like silken thread to keep me warm through moonless nights with new thoughts of you being hard to grasp
it’s funny how i hear that tune start singing that song rewinding those scenes befo
. that whisper .The stars in the ashy dark skies The lovers on the dim lit streets The butterflies flitting amongst the scented blooms The tall leaning shadows of trees cast upon the walls The reflection of the moon from a puddle left behind by an angry storm. that whisper .
oh how the beauty of it all so simple so insignificant so almost undesirably noticeable so faintly perceptible
but yet so real so genuine so existent how so beautiful
and in the silences of the night a whisper is heard a whisper like a wish a tear with it goes going like this
i.think.i.heart.youBreathless As I sat here awaiting Awaiting the shadows of the trees Cast upon the walls To fade away Clutching on to any faintest hope That the stirring feelings Within the crevices of my soul To evanesce alongside with it Hoping still Still hoping In the midst of living my life I'm still clinging To any possible means To leave you out Of my smiles, thoughts, plans, hopes, dreams, desires, longings and this Heart Which was long time ago Yours So... i think...i.think.i.heart.you
i.heart.u
. wish i .
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Happy Valentine's + Feature 5
Yearning
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Darf ich das behalten?
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I'm made of wax, larry, what are you made of?
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