One foot in front of the other. One foot in front of the other. And disappear
This is the burning pits of hell.
There is no escape. There is none.
Close your eyes and melt.
Her knight became her imprisoner…
You are not my addiction. No. You are my oxygen. And without you I have no life. I am dead.
Who said love requires a translation?
It does not.
You just need to look in each others eyes and the world around you will turn into a hazy inconsiquential blur.
There were times when I was crying, I was helpless, when I was down, I tried to find you in my dreams, and you were always there…
You are not crazy and it is okay to feel defeated. But you know why bad times are important? Because you only and always learn from bad times.
All our forevers together, transpiring through out all the versions of reality.
“It could have been worse. It can still turn worse.”
My soul is howling. The shattering of my heart is deafening my ears.
“How is it possible to love someone so much with such intensity! “— I think everyday, puzzled.
Love ruins me. It kills me inside. It eats me up from within. Love burns me. It turns […]