"To love is to recognise yourself in another." -Eckhart Tolle
What is love. Most of us haven't given the question a single thought. We're brought up to assume Walt Disney had it all figured out with the 'Happily ever afters'.
Brilliant light When will you find me. Drag me away From this mediocrity. This dark tunnel Is never-ending. Left is right. Back is forward. Disorientation is All abounding.
Ideally beauty should always be within a person first and foremost. True beauty comes from the inside or so it is often expressed. However, what constitutes beauty on the inside.
"Not again." Alexi swore and gestured rudely to the driver in front of her, then honked her horn three times in anger. The bitch cut me off.
Ironic how lonely one can feel even in a relationship..
So I'm supposed to care. But I don't. And perhaps never will. Isn't it about time I left. Why am I still here. With someone that I can barely tolerate. Am I really so pathetic as to settle.
I can hear his laughter echoing through the floor. Feeling such hopeless utter longing it makes my heart ache..
For the last few days I've felt so lost. At first I thought I would forget you but every time I catch a glimpse of you my heart jump starts like I'd been electrocuted. Silly isn't it.
"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage." ~ Lao Tzu.
Speak not, lie hidden, and conceal the way you dream, the things you feel.
Raiden had been following her all day. He'd been following her since she'd left for work at 05:27 to catch the 05:30 bus up the hill.
Take this kiss upon the brow.
"Advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer but wish we didn't." - Erica Jong.
I've been so lucky to have seen you these last two days. And I do feel such a fool when you're around. I know it's nothing but a stupid crush, but it still has such a hold over me.
There were so many things I wanted to say to you before I walked away. You were in your own world the last time we met. And you are, aren't you.
I love the smell of freshly cut grass..
“There is a saying in Tibetan, 'Tragedy should be utilized as a source of strength.' No matter what sort of difficulties, how painful experience is, if we lose our hope, that's our real disaster.”.
She ran breathless through the wheat fields, cornflour hair billowing violently despite the windless blue sky. The monkey perched on her shoulder, held on tight for dear life.