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When the heart speaks, the mind finds it indecent to object

the relationship between love and sex.
the relationship between beauty and weakness.
the relationship between infidelity and love.
The difference between reality and this,
borderline simple, a need for answers.
To trust myself and trust in faith is not the easiest
when the high Archy gives you the answers after all has past.
I fear one day, I will go mental, assuming that I am not already.
The difference between mental and normal,
borderline simple, perspective.

LOL, I must read you again.
This infamous tragedy of a broken hearted man
Has left its stain on the generations
Asking us severely just where we stand
And which world do we live for.
Either way we break, but it's a matter of which way
Do we rise or fall?

I don't know which way to run, does my heart deceive me? Tell me, who is this man?

We tried so hard to reach it that night,
Holding hands, we were searching for the light
Although we looked together desperate for a home,
I'm so scared I found it alone.
Darling please just wait, It's going to be okay,
Just open your eyes.
I love you. Now, shut up, and just except it. Yes I may be some foolish girl, but I don't care. For now, I am stuck on you. Now, stop pestering me. It does not matter whichever words you choose, I am still going to be mood-swinging, unending loyalty, me. Despite your words, your change and your stupid comments, I love you. And I don't care what you say. Unofrtunately I don't know what I am going to do with you, your like this stray dog that never learns the meaning of 'be gone' and so I take you in, and I enjoy it, knowing secretly, no matter how many times I yell at you, I hoped you'd come back. So I give in, because fighting something with an uncertain ending seems pointless. Now you can be my friend, or be a jerk, either way, things will pan out. I'll be gone in a few months and who knows, I could become very distracted, and honestly I hope I do. But right now, and every morning, I love you.

Just thought you should know.


♥ you.

Angel wings spread over water worn wishes
Guarding the dreams and the things left unsaid
Here we are wandering, aimlessly roaming
Lovers who linger and never forget

And when it's done we will walk where the road meets the sun

Waiting for you by the Santa Maria
How long does thou stay with these letters from you
I don't know whether we'll end up together
But I always know that our love is true

And when it's done we will walk where the road meets the sun

Don't disappear
Darlin', I want you
Don't leave me here
And when the day comes
I'll meet you here
'Cause I know that wishes come true
Finding my way back to you

Angels wings spread over water worn wishes
Guarding the dreams and the things left unsaid
And when it's done we will walk where the road meets the sun


By the way, your not out of my life. You. I long to say I love you, in a weird matter of sorts, not in the overused sense, but I think you know this already. Soul mates. A word you brought up. Perhaps, I could see that but in which way, I'm still unsure. So hey. Don't run away yet, I'm not finished with you, things have just changed into a new life and a new time, with you still as an anchor. Reciprocate?

'For you, a thousand times over'

I love the dark hours of my being.
My mind deepens into them.
There I can find, as in old letters,
the days of my life, already lived,
and held like a legend, and understood.
Then the knowing comes: I can open
to another life that's wide and timeless.
So I am sometimes like a tree
rustling over a gravesite
and making real the dream
of the one its living roots
a dream once lost
among sorrows and songs.
~ Ranier Maria Rilke ~


and the desolate sounds are being filled by a haunting notion. Please go away. What am I lacking?