@EvanG 27 April 2021 more from that month

Self written: Quotes

*You shouldn't come to me. Because I* *am surrounded with pretty faces.* *Someday, at some point, on one of my* *weak days. One of them will get to me.* *And I will give in. I don't want you to feel* *how'd feel if that happens. That's how* *much I love you.* ........................................................................ *There will be days when I won't be able to* *love. There will be days when I won't be* *able to go any further. But I will always* *remember, that only on those days loving* *truly counts. And walking on matters.* *Because life is nothing but one of those* *days.* ......................................................................... *When i am hurt. I look the prettiest. But* *unfortunately I can't see. So I believe what* *the world have to say. That's all a blind* *man can do*. ......................................................................... *When I wanna go home. I just wanna go* *home. I won't stay anywhere for anything.* *I won't listen. I won't talk. I won't be. I keep* *walking farther and farther. In the search* *of home. Away from home*. ......................................................................... *Nobody is purely sad, happy or* *anything. People are rainbows.* *When you call them sad, happy,* *angry or whatever. You express* *your colour blindness. You* *express your limitations.* *because that's all you can see.* ......................................................................... *My desire to know* *myself has taken away all* *my desires. But isn't that* *the purpose of every* *desire?* *To know thyself!!!!!!* ......................................................................... *How can I ask for anything at all.* *Everything is borrowed anyway. The only* *way to truly have anything of my own is to* *give away eternally endlessly. Another lap* *around the sun. Thank you* ......................................................................... *Your absence has taken* *away my whereabouts.* *Your image has left me* *blind. I see you all* *around. I am cursed /* *hear your sufferings in* *every person I meet. I* *speechless. I don't make* *any sense.* ......................................................................... *Letting go isn't about* *separation. It is about* *coming together. The* *most intimate* *relationships are a jam* *session of a constant let* *go, within each breath,* *within each movement.* *And when one fails to do* *so, you hold onto them,* *by letting go. This is the* *only way to love. Learn* *from everything around,* *how a tree let go's itself* *listening to the new* *weather, how river let* *go's itself as it meets the* *sea. We must learn to let* *go ourselves to meet* *another person, no* *matter where they are.* *Only then we can truly* *meet. Only then we can* *truly come together.* *Otherwise we will keep* *falling apart.* ......................................................................... *I realized too soon that* *love stories of the* *world isn't for me.* *The dates, walks,* *talks, more date walk* *talk with the same* *person over and over,* *endlessly, same time* *living over and over.* *Lying at the same* *place over and over,* *now we can't move,* *our beds have taken* *our shapes, the* *wrinkles on the sheets* *have become the map* *of our whereabouts,* *look where all we have* *been. I know that it will* *take endless steps to* *walks away from here.* *But we are going to* *walk because we have* *places to get lost into.* *Memories to forget.* *Stories to not tell.*