In the beginning, I obey the heavy rain blindly. Now you're the hero of my book, the villain in the chapters, and the pain causing me art. This kind of art I am making is my favorite phase 'cause I feel everything all at once and it's all because of...
I don't know is what's up to you lately, but in my mental state, if you give me a long hug I might start crying, just in case you want to know because it's killing me to not know yours.
It feels like you are always in my eyes, it's in the eyes, always the eyes. Maybe it is only because you're beautiful and beautiful things don't ask for attention, it flows nicely.
They say, if they want to be in your life, they will be. But what I got lately is nothing. Maybe even if I love you the most, sometimes it can be poison to my soul too.
I want to trust you. I choose to love you without a fear, so maybe I should trust what I feel not what I hear. I just need you and some sunsets or sunrises.
I just want to make sure you are choosing me too like I do because I changed myself and my life as the way you wear kindness, attractive to my world.
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I used to choose to believe several things it might be impossible for me to do, but now I choose to believe things are possible even when I don't know how they will happen.
Head not empty, this rushing ring full of countless useless scenarios and it hurts. I could live almost completely in my imagination all the time and it was bad as hell.
Sometimes I think, this reality wasn't made for me and it was scary. I just sit at my father's home, not sad, not happy, but not myself, nor anyone else.
What am I supposed to do, stay until I hate myself for not being loved by you? I don't know, it may be cool now if I learn to love myself and watch everything else begins to flow naturally.
