Would you come back if I turned my tears into hurricanes and named them after you?
As long as no one gets tired From hiding behind oneβs self, Letβs keep on playing this silly game of pretend That we no longer fear what tomorrow hides And That our Yesterdays left us no aches in our cores Nor chaos in our minds β¦ Letβs just pretend
Donβt get married to please people, but get married because you are pleased by your partner.
In your lips I taste all that is living.
The moments spent with the beloved are Why, today, there is a loneliness The eyes that illuminated this world Are now gone to light up this sheer darkness
Think like you love yourself. Talk like you love yourself. Move like you love yourself. Act like you love yourself. Eat like you love yourself. Love like you love yourself. Live like you love yourself
Be with someone who will love you wildly and fiercely. That fierce type love behind closed doors. And, most of all, when the doors are wide open.
#Randomness He loved the feel of her, her body felt smooth beneath his calloused hands. She came to life for him, and only him. As he chased her melody along her slender neck, it was just the two of them again; as it should be. They didn't need the audience.
The memories of beautiful moments are magical.
I lost a few who are real special. I lost someone I couldnβt even say good bye to. So know this and know this well β we are here to experience life not βownβ anyone.
Iβm big on how you move. How you treat others. How you treat me. How you treat yourself. While words are special β they donβt mean too much to me without the movement.
only forever ... and nothing could last
Children who need the most love β will show it in the most unloving of ways.
From the sun to the moon From the clouds to the stars You are living in a painting under the skies
Before we feel You were always dressed In black and grey; I came with my colors And you changed; Is this love?
I've barely survived inside a world that took too long to ring it's song. The poet simply becomes the the last line of his greatest poem he never wrote.
Our story is the kind that sets emotions on fire
Messed around and fell in love with myself unconditionally.
The Love rush. Sensation only felt by the seduced mind and body under the command of it.
As the river that flows freely, your mind drives me to look at the cages that I have built around me.
