He reminds me of the humble life i lived, before the tyranny got near me and i screamed out “can i live?” He reminds me of
Its crazy how one person, who, to the majority of the world is non-existent, can mean so much to you. Its also ironic that these very people, who you place in such high priority and regard, at times, don’t reciprocate that level of significance and admiration towards you. And you are left caring for this ONE heart that has no regard for the feelings that your heart produces. So, in better...
Some days i feel invisible, But that fails when your ginger ale breath reaches my nostrils, Close enough, Colossal heart of yours, Reaches out and beats for mine At the same time you say, I love you. And it feels true. Against this glasshouse heart of mine. r.f.
I hate these moods i get into…
Dodged a bullet by not chasing it. Dodged a bullet by running away from it. Dodged a bullet by falling into the hands of a beautiful person, Who had the best intent from day one.
I feel sick