.in french
you dont say
"i miss you"
you say
"tu me manques"
witch means
"you are missing from me"
.

Spread a fair lustre, by a graceful chair,
She put a cloud of jest and frown,
Softly glided the veil with its white hair,
Laid her wide and passionate eyes,
Sweet shadows over a Summer wood,

mental illness is the
most expensive thing
i've ever owned but
never wanted

In the vast expanse of time and space,

There lies a being of untold grace,

The greatest of all, a force unseen,

A presence felt, yet never been.



It whispers through the wind and trees,

It dances in the ocean breeze,

It shines in every star above,

The greatest of all

My love for you

your heart
breaks different
when it beats
alone

In the darkness of the night, a soul does fade
Through the veil of death, it starts to wade
Life slipping away, like sand through fingers
Leaving behind memories that forever lingers
The breath grows shallow, the heart beats slow
As the final moments begin to show
The body grows cold, the spirit takes flight
Leaving behind a world of endless night
In the stillness of the room, a loved one weeps
As the reaper comes to claim what he keeps
A life once vibrant, now still and cold
A story left untold, a tale left unsold
But in the end, we all must part
It's the cycle of life, the beating heart
So cherish each moment, hold them near
For in the blink of an eye, they may disappear
And when the time comes for us to go
May we find peace in the afterglow
For death is not an end, but a new beginning
A journey into the unknown, a chance for winning.