Tons of work to do but instead, I’m pacing restlessly, impatiently looking for things to distract myself from nothing. t.l.
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If
If we were all born alone, why do we crave human connections like moths to lights? If we were unhappy why do we suffer this much to be happy again? If this is the first and last chance at living why did we waste so much on the wrong things? t.l.
False hope
Silence is better than false hope. Once you let them go, don’t hurt them by reappearing again. t.l. I hope you know I’m suffering too.
A perfect song
I am both the relaxing piano chords and the intense electronic beats. I am both the tiny waves that brushes against your ankle, and the tsunami that drowns the whole village. I come in gently but I can mess up your world if I needed to be. t.l.
The right one
You said, you were waiting for the right one to come. but if I was right, why did you want to run back to her? t.l.
Smile
It’s okay to be mad to want to throw yourself off a cliff and then pick all the pieces together and smile again. t.l. Did you catch yourself trying a natural smile in the mirror?
read my mind
what to write what to write if only you could read my mind say things I’m about to say hold me when I tell you to stay away. t.l. I’m so used to saying the opposite now I don’t know which one is real.
Sand and the sea
If all my miseries were white sand, and you were the sea. every time you came to wash away all that melancholy I was happy, I was drown in your blue trapped in our drama, in you. everything looks better underwater but we both know the sadness never disappeared. and every time you left, IContinue reading “Sand and the sea”
One
Wanting to let go but we were slowly becoming one entity. and in order to leave I had to cut a part of me that is already yours. t.l.
Curls
every time I closed my eyes drifted far away from this realm I saw a little girl with dark skin and natural curls she used to be so carefree playing soccer, climbing trees cycling around the field she looked like a monkey on wheels. she used to be so at ease but I made herContinue reading “Curls”
Tsunami of Words 