AechoVi

I thought of leaving, far away,
          To seek a land where skies don’t sway,
          But then I paused, my heart did weigh,
          For home felt sweeter, come what may.
          
          Like Shakespeare's quill, my thoughts did dance,
          A fleeting dream, a passing glance,
          But in the end, I chose to stay,
          And pen my tale another day.
          
          Austen whispered, “Stay awhile,
          The heart can find its peace and smile,”
          While Wilde, with wit, said, “Life’s a jest,
          Find joy where you feel you’re blessed.”
          
          Dickens called, with hope and cheer,
          “Stay, for better things are near,”
          And Twain, with laughter, held my hand,
          Said, “The world’s a stage, where you must stand.”
          
          Hemingway, with whiskey's grace,
          Told me to face the bitter place,
          And Poe, with shadows deep and cold,
          Said, “Stay where stories can unfold.”
          
          Virginia Woolf, a mind so vast,
          Whispered, “The present's all we have,
          In quiet rooms or waves of sound,
          Stay, for here your voice is found.”
          
          Faulkner's words, a winding road,
          Suggested I bear every load,
          "Stay," he said, "and let it pass,
          For life is but a moment's glass."
          
          And in their words, I found my place,
          The written dreams, the warm embrace.
          So here I stay, though roads were wide,
          In the realm where dreams collide,
          For every writer’s soul, I see,
          Has found their home in staying free.

How do I say goodbye to you,
          When every part of me feels broken too?
          When every breath I take feels wrong,
          And you’re no longer where you belong. 
          
          Your paws once danced upon my skin,
          A soft reminder of the love within,
          But now they’re still, and cold, and gone,
          And I’m left with nothing but a song
          That haunts my mind, that fills my head,
          Of things I wish I would have said. 
          
          I’ll miss your early morning meows,
          Your whiskers brushing, soft as vows.
          Your paws upon my skin, so kind,
          Your warmth was everything I’d find.
          
          I’ll miss your soft black nose so dear,
          Your grey ears, your golden eyes, so near.
          Your voice, a sound I’d long to hear,
          Of course, and that long tail, my bear. 
          
          The weight of this, it crushes me,
          The thought that you’re no longer free
          To run and play, to be my light,
          To curl up close in the dead of night. 
          
          I’d tear apart the world, myself, the sky,
          Just to hear your soft meow, your cry.
          But you’re silent now, no more to speak,
          And I am left alone, broken and weak.
          
          I’m sorry I couldn’t save you, Mila,
          For all the things I didn’t know,
          For not making the hurt go.
          I wish I could have done some more,
          To stop this pain, to close the door.
          
          What now divides us is this cruel line,
          That I can’t cross, and you can’t find.
          Love doesn’t die, I know that’s true,
          But it breaks, it breaks me too.
          It shatters like glass, like brittle stone,
          Leaving me lost, so cruely alone.
          
          Goodbye, my Mila, my heart, my friend,
          Goodbye, my baby, our time has come to an end.
          Until we meet in a different place,
          I’ll carry your love in every space.
          
          
          
          Love you forever, babygirl ♡

Tell me. What do you want? 
          Whatever you say, I'll do anything for you. If there's something you want, I'll give it to you. If there's something you want to do, I'll do it with you. If there's a place you want to go, I'll take you anywhere. If you want to kill, I'll do it for you.

16,3k peržiūrų ant „Ailo“? Myliu jus, tylieji skaitytojai! <3

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Hey! I would greatly appreciate it if you could check out my story :) If you could support my latest chapters that would be a huge help. I would also be grateful if you are able to share my story. Have a great day thank you so much!!
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/372993546?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=lucentmoons

Aš tik dabar supratau, kad visai norėčiau atostogų psichiatrinėje ligoninėje, kur per pertraukas gyventojai išleidžiami į kiemą su smėlio dėže ir gali statyti smėlio pilis, užkasinėti kaimynus arba tiesiog linksmai juoktis bei valgyti smėlį...

No chaos? That sounds boring...

Ty for the follow (3

Aš dingstu, tai pasirodau, 
          Kartais trinu, kartais rašau, 
          Vaikiškai suku ant piršto sruogą... 
          Stačia galva pasineriu į tavąjį chaosą, 
          Kodėl alpstu, kai man meluoja?