this house is full of secrets.
to me, you are strange and you´re beautiful. but still you´re closed, you are
strange and unkind.
You can make me the most happy person i could ever be. As I can never be as sad as when you hurt me. When I cry because of you is the only way to stop cry, exhaustion. I will go to sleep without even knowing how or when.
You are so beautiful it hurts.
when i look into your eyes i lose control. My wall my shell it falls like a puzzel. You know, when i loved you the most, I couldnt breathe i couldnt sleep I couldnt be awake.
Why did you have to be that person. Why is it even possible to love someone when love isnt enough. How can you love someone so deep, with your heart and you soul, your hand, toes, stomach, your passion, your person, and the one you give your all to, isnt there to catch it . To catch you, to accept you, to hold you, to carry you, or love you back, ever,
with the same unconditional love that you feel like you need to throw up otherwise you will die a painful death. But it need to be used. All that incredibly strange and beautiful..
In the end its sad. Its fucking miserable. cuz it feels like everythings been a waste. All the energy all the love. Its not there anymore. Its gone.
Where is it? who has it? what part of this earth has taken it? cuz its not gone in the fire, it cant be?
But will it ever be possible to have that again. That strong love for someone else.
It feels like you have dried up my heart. My lunchsack feels so heavy I have a hardtime breathing. I feel empty, hopeless, alone, tired. Fucking tired and empty. So why do I feel this way when I cant find a good reason to it.
Love?
Elov
levo
olvE?
What is. this. thing. WHAT IS THIS THING THAT HAPPENS IN MY MIND & SOUL:
lveo
velo
.........................
strange and unkind.
You can make me the most happy person i could ever be. As I can never be as sad as when you hurt me. When I cry because of you is the only way to stop cry, exhaustion. I will go to sleep without even knowing how or when.
You are so beautiful it hurts.
when i look into your eyes i lose control. My wall my shell it falls like a puzzel. You know, when i loved you the most, I couldnt breathe i couldnt sleep I couldnt be awake.
Why did you have to be that person. Why is it even possible to love someone when love isnt enough. How can you love someone so deep, with your heart and you soul, your hand, toes, stomach, your passion, your person, and the one you give your all to, isnt there to catch it . To catch you, to accept you, to hold you, to carry you, or love you back, ever,
with the same unconditional love that you feel like you need to throw up otherwise you will die a painful death. But it need to be used. All that incredibly strange and beautiful..
In the end its sad. Its fucking miserable. cuz it feels like everythings been a waste. All the energy all the love. Its not there anymore. Its gone.
Where is it? who has it? what part of this earth has taken it? cuz its not gone in the fire, it cant be?
But will it ever be possible to have that again. That strong love for someone else.
It feels like you have dried up my heart. My lunchsack feels so heavy I have a hardtime breathing. I feel empty, hopeless, alone, tired. Fucking tired and empty. So why do I feel this way when I cant find a good reason to it.
Love?
Elov
levo
olvE?
What is. this. thing. WHAT IS THIS THING THAT HAPPENS IN MY MIND & SOUL:
lveo
velo
.........................
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