February 2012
11 posts
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awarewolves:
It happens in the middle of the night, when a bad dream suddenly wakes you up, and you find yourself feeling most alone than ever. Your pillows are prepared to be soiled with tears. Yet you are never prepared to cry.
Instead, you watch the beams of light distinctly directed at the foot of your bed, and you try to remember the dream you just had. But only his face contains your...
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I wish people can take everything with them when they leave.
Everything that is and might be intertwined with the entire concept of the one who left. The dried-up mud on the shoes worn during that unforgettable drizzly evening, the crumpled worksheets in memory of a tough Accounting problem, the laughters and the songs which are now unclear voices in one’s head, too unclear to even...
A first of February post.
It’s been a year
teimipromdi:
Love is the earth’s core, the orbit with which it revolves around, the air which its inhabitants breathe in, the morning sun, the illuminating moon, the flickering stars that make our wishes come true. Yet, its mere absence is the pile of worms feasting on one’s decaying heart buried underneath the imperfections of the world.
