only after you
did i understand
the need for sorrow in creation
the reason why theres pain in paintings
only after you
did i understand
the need for sorrow in creation
the reason why theres pain in paintings
there once was an intriguing picture on the top floor
as time passed, out came its flaws
they fill the frame
they taint the canvas
this could be due to us being careless
or too oblivious
for i cannot see the masterpiece
anymore
art without pain
will just be any other thing
i need you more than you need me
isnt that plain enough to see
youre my core that holds everything together
while im just like any another
maybe i cling on to quickly
thinking about it makes me sickly
“what do you do when your world is taken from you? what do you say when things dont go your way? How can you move on when you are this torn?”
Nothing sucks more than feeling at a loss. Nothing hurts more than losing everything you cared for. But like most things, this feeling is temporary. The dark clouds may roll in and fill up the sky, the hurricane will uproot all that you’ve built. the winds may snatch all the optimistic feelings. it may leave a trail of destruction. All you can do is pick up the pieces. All that is left is the hope that it will all be better. But whats the point in rebuilding if you know another storm is coming? Another disaster is on its way. We do it because its the only thing we can do. We cant just give up. We cant just call it quits. We will keep fighting. Because thats what keeps us alive. this thought that the sun will come up again. The soaked ground will dry up. Life will go on. The best thing is knowing that there are people around to help yo along the way.
Hello my dear
please know im always here
i know you’re hurting right now
i want to help you but i dont know how
you may feel your life falling apart
all because of your broken heart
you are lost
you are confused
the clouds have come by
it fills up my bright blue sky
the dark grey blocks of depression
but you’re good with suppression
you may not know what to do
you may not know who you are
you may have just lost a big part of your life
but do not indulge in strife
i want to help you get back up
evaporate all the doubt
you are kind, generous, sincere, sensitive
you shouldnt drown in what ifs
your ground may be caving in
but the sky will still be here, as it always been
loss is an acquaintance of mine
After each an encounter,
it leaves me begging for more time
you say you will stay forever
it doesnt matter what we got
its taunts haunts my thoughts
people come, people go
soon you’ll just be another person i no longer know
separation makes you a stranger
what comes afterwards, puts me in danger
a trapdoor to nowhere
alone; neither here nor there
you may be just a friend
but darkness is my mistress from The End
| — | (via bl-ossomed) |
i think i love you
maybe as a friend
maybe you love me too
all i know is that i dont want this to end
the things you do
the things you say
makes the bad feelings go away
I cant thank you enough
for all the stuff
i do love you
and im not calling it bluff
You’re the warm cup of tea in the morning
I’m the shot of tequila at 2 AM
You’re warm, welcoming sun
after the downpours of disaster
I think it all ends alone and with death
you believe in a happily ever after
the optimist i need
whose advice i sometimes heed
I’m the darkness to your light
You’re there in my plight
you hate being on social media sites
i love looking at peoples lives
you’re seemingly contented with the present
while i search for the non-existent
We are not the same
that just brings the fun to the game
Despite these contrasts
we are going to last
cause
we’re both afraid of people leaving
and
we have the same taste in tunes
but most of all
i think i might love you
Whenever i think of you, they come alive
Fluttering, muttering in my abdomen
this must be some sort of omen
Something bad looming ahead?
rejection, heartbreak or things left unsaid
Somehow, those dont matter
Cause right now, you make my heart pound
you bring me up when im down
and for that i thank you
it might not work out
it may fail miserably
but i dont care
I will enjoy the flutters and the happiness you bring
All with knowing that it wont end with a ring