Have you ever wondered what life is up to? You searched the world, and never figure out.
Every time I think of her is like, having a dream without demons, having a soul made of pearl and having a moon for a perfect night out.
She arose me like a phoenix from an ashes, when Scarlett burned me. She handed me, when no one else was there, just like a an emanation. She erected me when I was flaccid. She sweeten me, when I was venomed by every one out in college. Even in my dreams, she is looking like a knight in shining armor.
Trust me, your popularity doesn't buy you the real happiness, indeed it's a way to darken your door.
Why is this happening with me? Is the secret of my life revealing?
All I ever wanted was the hold of someone, and the leap of faith on me, but here, it's like as if I'm using her to fulfill my weakness. Is she really lifting me up? I think she is. She is actually rising the tide to lift my boat high,very high; straight to the sky.
Without her, it's so hard to save myself from drowning.
Alright, let's a make a promise to end this game of hide and seek. I will tell her that how much she means to me. But wait, what if she turns down? What if she doesn't want to hear this? What if she leaves? Damned. What will I do without her?
She means a priceless present to me, which I've no intention to loose. My heart is tufted with her heart, where I do feel the connection, the power of seized, conquering my ocean, like a flow of a mystical potion. In a rush of wonder, I glared the sky alone, where the time isn't sufficient for my demons, except to play in the world of dreams.
I do believe, that my dark shadow behind my back is stronger in the contrast, because, just like a train passes through a tunnel in the dim light, you trusted your engine rather than escaping off.
Bilam woke up with a cold sweat over his head, the imaginations were so strong that it almost choked him in the middle of nowhere.
Jesus! What the hack was that? Was I dreaming? It felt so real; so realistic that I wish I couldn't have woke up again.
Is she really a rose without thorns, or am I walking on the rainbow trail? The dilemma is so real.
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Mystical Disappearance.
RomanceThe story is about a young prodigy child, Slate, Slate Azure. who mystically disappear leaving a huge sombre mark on her love ones. She meant them stars, universes and galaxies but she was long gone. She suffered, she endured and proved her a real v...
