Mi único amor es mi único odio,

I was in the winter of my life, and the man I met along the road was my only summer. Memories of him are the only thing that sustained me, and my only real happy times. When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I had been living, they asked me why. But there is no use in talking to people who have a home, they have no idea what it is like to seek safety in other people, for home to be wherever you lied your head.

Amantes del chocolate.

12.5.14

All the feelings I've shared

There's nothing like it was before.
Now that we're here so far away, all the struggle was in vain, and all the mistakes one life contained are finally starting to go away. And now I feel like I can face the earth and I can say that I'm not ashamed to be the person that I am today. I think I'm doing okay. This is the smile I've never shown before. I'm so afraid of waking, please don't shake me.

I'm still freaking out about how bad I felt that morning. I'm still remembering the meaning of hanging out for you (it means nothing and nothing less if it is with me). I'm not gonna search for you anymore. I forgot how good you were lying.

I must be sleeping.

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