If you could sing some lullabyes for me during night and day, and then catch me when I need your arms the most; then perhaps I could visit your dreams till like eternity. Just so i can smell your presence, and please say you'd let me to.
Broken Dream
I only wanted you to hold me and tell me that you have really loved me. Then, I can let you go. Not this way. Not when after making myself stupid for believing that it could happen and that it could be true. Dreams, undeniably, are subversive.
I have loved you, and there had never been somebody else the way I have felt for you, but you wouldn't know about this. NO way would you know about this; because you're now leaving me, and I shall leave you too.
posted by LiZt @ 8:19 AM
just someone who's currently trying to make both ends meet. striving to make a different living today! We can talk about PHILOSOPHIES, POLITICS, PSYCHOLOGY, ECONOMICS, LAW, but i prefer to deal about LIFE, in general. Maybe we can talk about you and me as victims of the typically modern garbage called EARTH. Sometimes, I get tired of these intellectual ideas, but never about LIFE.
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