I hope someday you'll understand that true happiness in this world, doesn't exist. People just worship and get obsessed with someone or something specific and call it 'happiness'. True happiness is, knowing that you can open up your chest to let someone in, to protect them with your arms and not having the fear that they will stab a knife straight to your heart and kill you.
Since then, my chest will always be closed to everyone and my heart will always try to fight against my cold body, to find a way to set the warmth free somehow, that lives inside me.
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My Secret Phone Notes
PoetryWords, sayings, thoughts of mine and maybe somehow poetry which are written in my phone's notes and nobody sees and knows about them but they keep deep secrets of mine that I'll never have the strength to say. Writing is my escape because there are...
