Seasons pass, painting fades, love ends
@CryptoMan4 in April 2025
You never grow up anymore, good thing you don't I start every poem and every verse with your name You are merciful, forgiving; I pay homage. You are a child and this world is not for you.”
A person's troubles do not allow her to think.
Someone said you, someone said I. I understood you, you understood me. I gave another life While waiting, while going, while returning.
The real thing is only children We have been witnesses for centuries. The forgotten ones of the stories are always children
The important thing is, whatever is happening, or whatever you think is happening, you are still in control. Try to remember who you are and that you are still yourself. Try to deal with it. Make yourself safe, choose safe places, be with people you can trust. Try to make rational decisions in the world you create. Eventually, you find the truth, you come back to reality.
If your soul sings, life will definitely invite you to dance...
And... everything in the past is short-lived.
We realize the value of time when we are either late or want to go back.
I'm not happy to leave, but I have to be happy to start over.
...no matter how hard it may seem, you will always hear the truth from me.
No matter what sadness says, life is good.
Ah! My dear, we are strange, wretched creatures, and if we were to look back on our little life, there would be no lack of opportunities to surprise us, to make us humiliate ourselves, to drive us mad.
A good person is someone whose smile you like.
I'm so tired of hoarding and decorating sadness...
"Because your existence is too beautiful to be overshadowed by anything in this world."
Human life is built on three pillars: love, work and knowledge.
My two eyes, years are passing The heart reaps what it sows A greeting, please This is so much longing Come, let's make peace now...
I'm afraid of meeting new people and experiencing new emotions.
Was it a sky that we shared comfortably Which cold rivers were flowing into our sea Who gave this color to our love? Was it love or skin that we were looking for?
He said, "I'll come, wait," and left... I didn't wait, and he didn't come. Something like death happened.. But no one died.
Whatever she asked or said, she would say, "I don't know, I can't do it."
Olric: Which hurts more, the things we lost or the things we never had, sir?
Nothing is as it seems, because nothing is just an appearance.
DONT FORGET DONT FORGET Human life is built on three pillars: love, work and knowledge. .... Human life is built on three pillars: love, work and knowledge.
All this was in the past. It's all gone.
New beginnings mean new endings...
I still haven't won the thousand dollar tip. Do I have a chance to win??
How strange this world was! Although some material reasons were known, it was coming from unknown sources before, it was being born, growing up, mingling together for a while, getting used to each other, then slowly dispersing. How slowly, gradually, with practice, all this happened. An endless journey from eternity to eternity, without beginning or end!
We were helpless Time would not give back what it took..
"Everything can be dirty, the important thing is to understand."
Enough is enough we have lost separately we will all be sad together.
Remember that Every lover is an anonymous hero Remember that A person is as human as the one he loves and is loved.
My life is like a book that has been read by skipping pages...
Whatever we surrender to, that is what takes us; fear is fear, anxiety is anxiety, joy is joy.