What're you sad about?Life. What of? What d'you reckon, in general?You wanna talk about art?Ok. It's a bunch of sad strangers photographed beautifully. And all the others appreciate art, say it's beautiful, 'coz that's what they want to see. But people in the photos are sad, and alone, but the pictures make the world seem beautiful. #opinion
"Just go." But you can't look me in the eye.
"Don't leave" is what you truly wanna say
How can I resist you?
You think I can't read between the lines
When I mastered it, I'd have major degree if there is
You are well read, my dear
I'll stay longer, before tending other things
You are labeled "urgent"
and "important" after all
Brought you a leaf. It's maple, kind of. But dried. Thought you might like it. Am I that desperate? To make you catch it, or just that it fall right on your head, explain that rumor saying, “If you catch a falling maple leaf, you will fall in love with the person you are walking with." It’s like how they say you will marry your first love if you catch a falling cherry blossom. Didn't we meet accidentally? Haven't I been walking with you in this journey called life?
"You're what happened"
lelouchclassa You're what happened. Like nothing's more important than you. As if I've existed for you, I wait, so exhaustingly, these listless hours until I'd be with you again. I eat more. Coffee more. I became less conscious of my body. No longer the celebrity I once was. What for? when you're not around. The residue of sugar in the bottom of the cup reminds me: you kept something back. A clue. I misread. Until you're gone. And "us" is beyond repair. We've got nothing else going anyway. A sorry place to stay. Yours a recuperative leave. Our fire flickered low, then died.
So secretive. So stoic. Not a complain could be heard from you. Till you broke down. The walls you've been fortifying soon lost its strength your weaknesses finally surfaced. You are but human. Let it all out. Feel free. You are forgiven for overlooking your parents and relatives who may be busy but truly has concern when something bad happens on you. We're here for you.
You thought I've forgotten you. No more texts, emails, late-night calls. You braved approaching me once but to no avail. You were sufficed with my straight face, saying I'm not anymore the one you met so into you. When, deep inside me, I still miss your kisses. Impulsively given when you know I feel like needing it. As countless as they were. Now nowhere near.
Who says you aren't loved? 'Coz the fact it's them who are not. They try'na persuade you have nothing, that which they lack of. When, truly, you abound. You just don't know yet how to unlock it. Not overlook it. The lovin' feelin' you exude and so is deserving of being reciprocated with same, if not much better. You. Are. Loved. Ponder and you'll see.
"You're a lost cause," they say. The exact opposite to you. The more I lax, the more you're fond of me. "Love will keep us alive," I hear a song whistles. Practically speaking, how can I keep you alive if you're this hungry for I'm ain't nothin' but .. ? Still, yes still, you keep seeing the best in me. That my heart isn't being lazy. Am just a troubled one you ever like to fix by loving every bit of me, and in turn, I love you. Yes, I do. Not everyone sees me as you do. Your oversight amazes every f***in moment. I so love you. I'll try my best too to be worthy of you.
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your freckles. you see 'em imperfections. not me. for i see 'em makes you more beautiful. like constellations. am looking upon. focusing. hoping. the eyes near them would focus, too. at me. for they kept looking for faults. while i see not one. you are perfect. just the way you are.
There's this song.
I kept hearing.
I yearn listening.
Its title I kept forgetting.
Whenever it's played
several memories arrayed
whichever brought this plight
blurred this sight.
When it will fill the air
Sooner I'd be aware
summoning the flare
what once 'is' now 'were.'
"what you starin' at?" you're angry again, while am cozy laughing here. don't know why, but am happy when you aren't (yes, you look cuter when you're serious). as if, after all your giggles and good moods, good vibes, here we are, am accompanying you as you start to take the problems of this life. you reminding life ain't always easy makes me realize you're still human, as I am. feeling things as they come, reacting as how I would. and there are times it's best not to say or advice something but the company just suits enough.
you and your witty jokes (yes, with action). drowning my worries and fears with nonstop happiness and laughter. many say you are serious. if only they see what I see. my fmeo (for my eyes only). like you are bewitched to do the exact opposite of your being stoic with other people. for i'm not stranger to you. i'm a family. who knew how closest we are would be to each other, eventually, as time passes by?
Please don't ever become a stranger
Whose laugh I could recognize anywhere ...
Mostly when I wash dishes, I'd usually check. Lest I scratch the non-scrape cookware, I'd remove it temporarily. Lucky me I remember it before sleeping. Right beside you. Sometimes when riding the bus, when as if someone stares at me. I became conscious. Aware of might be checking on me, grading me: am I at the ripe age? Seeing the fun we have, even through the tears, I guess I am. Just in the right time. Of having you. Marrying you. I so deserve this ring from you. I love you.
we're in this world full of mess
had me begging, "oh, please
take me away
where you would be
let me be there, too."
there is joy anon
together with you
my tranquility, my boo.
it's just so calming being with you.
often, beside you, I'm speechless
and without, emotions flood, endless
you might want to stay being generous
hear my heart on and on it say,
"take me away ..."
Take me away