i don't want to listen to any song,
but your voice.
i don't want to watch any film,
but your eyes.
i don't want to touch anything
but your hands.
i don't want to eat any food,
but your lips.
i don't want any future, but your life with me.
Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 10:31 AM UTC
*he was stealing me kisses;
now just steals my sleep.*
Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 10:22 AM UTC
I miss you more than ever. Your chords on Saturday afternoons, your hugs on Sunday morning, your smiles on Monday chats, your kisses on Thursday nights.
Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 10:47 AM UTC
It will hurt me for awhile.
It will hurt until my eyes focus on something brighter.
Or until your smile, your hugs
or even your kisses make me change my mind.
But even there, I feel it will hurt even if I'm next to you.
Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 5:56 PM UTC