| "I am a dreamer, and when I wake, you can't break my spirit. It's my dreams you take." -Goodbye My Lover |
| "I am a dreamer, and when I wake, you can't break my spirit. It's my dreams you take." -Goodbye My Lover |
LoveAs I look into your eyes, it’s difficult to contain myself.Love
I try to keep my composure, not certain you can tell. Regardless, you look back with a clueless expression painted on your face.
The coward in me tells me to look away. They’re just too perfect to always be looking into mine. A rush of guilt fills my chest. You love me. And you show it every day, in a countless number of ways. Why do you choose to deal with me? The quiet one who never shares her feelings. How can I show you I feel the same? I force myself to turn back to your face, And your prom
DreamerYou’re a dreamer. A beautiful soul that completes the one that is she. Lying in a lonely corner, dry as bone, she wonders why her soul you specified. Of all the electrifying, bold, and colorful souls, You choose the one that is stuck in a foggy night, rain washing away every trace of light. ‘Gorgeous and refreshing,’ she thinks to herself. Nothing can compare to a crisp rain dividing the redundant seasons. The world, too blind to see this brilliance hidden behind the obscure gloominess, Decides she’s too different.Dreamer
A dreamer, maybe. She drifts back to the reality
Not lost, but founddYour eyes…are a glistening, bottomless pit in which I find myself lost in. Utterly breathtaking, they pierce through my body, leaving me at a loss for words. It’s a feeling I’ve never experienced before – this deepness. Not only my soul, but the very core of my being is on fire; the kind of fire that dwells in the corners of your heart, waiting for someone to replenish its flames. You have left your fingerprints here, which are the very evidence this isn’t only among my dreams, but my reality as well. I can always count on your vivid eyes to be on my mind. They never disappear, leaving me with a strange comfort. EvenNot lost, but foundd
| it's me me me me. yeah. me. i would love to tell you about myself. but..there's nothing exciting about me. i'm random. i like..fettuccini alfredo. with broccoli. yummmm. and never forget - more clari! (: |
waiting..
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I've nudged my way into your life,
and you've nudged your way into my heart.
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~and the tears come streaming down your face
when you lose something you can't replace
when you love someone but it goes to waste
could it be worse?~
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I've nudged my way into your life,
and you've nudged your way into my heart.
--
I've nudged my way into your life,
and you've nudged your way into my heart.
--
~and the tears come streaming down your face
when you lose something you can't replace
when you love someone but it goes to waste
could it be worse?~
--
I've nudged my way into your life,
and you've nudged your way into my heart.
--
~and the tears come streaming down your face
when you lose something you can't replace
when you love someone but it goes to waste
could it be worse?~
--
I've nudged my way into your life,
and you've nudged your way into my heart.
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