I’ve seen more sincere prayers and tears in hospitals than in praying places tbh.
Never push a soul away. Specially the ones who look at you like you’re extraordinary. Like you’re magic. Because those are ones you need.
All of a man’s troubles come from his inability to sit quietly in a room all by himself.
I am not the shining star, I am that dark in the background. But remember my love, if there was no darkness your beauty would never be seen.
Sadly, we get fucked over so many times that trust becomes a luxury.
As humans, we ruin everything we touch.
Including each other.
I would have dated myself if I could. And I would have dumped me in a week because in all honesty I’m unbearable.
We’re confused messes, wandering; wondering our role in the grand scheme of things.
Force to walk in a dark labyrinth with a fickle shred of faith our golden string.
Scared, mindful of the monster that awaits us in the heart of the darkness. The raging bull.
Yet the only thing truly on your mind, is sweet Ariane and one word from her, which helps your will to sustain.
Of course, you think he’s charming & sweet. You don’t live with him.
Just want to stare into your eyes for as long as I draw breath and speculate on what they reveal and on why they revel.