my mirrored demons we share, do you not understand me? or do i not understand you? do you know me? and do i know you? do i need to fight? do i need to back down, run? do i listen to you? do i throw out your way of thinking for mine?
-where do your thoughts go when you go quiet? who are you really?
soul feels like a pull, a call, an ache, a hand reaching out beyond our eyes soul is the real heartbreak soul knows what it wants love, the purest form the one without words a love without struggle my soul reaches for something but what?
the one that suffers, you bear it all, i ignore ache of skin to skin my body calls to the stars what if i don’t believe in soulmates anymore maybe I’ll be the one
I feel it pull on me, im not meant for it, the weight of love
-i felt this tug on my heart in the middle of the night, that ache to be held by someone, but the wound hurts to much. Sometimes you wonder if you’ll love again