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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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My desire to know
myself has taken away all
my desires. But isn't that
the purpose of every
desire?
To know thyself!!!!!!
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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
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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.
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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.
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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.