I will not ask you to stay- you don't owe me anything. I know you will leave and there is nothing I can say to change that. Our time is coming to an end and though you will say goodbye, that doesn't mean my heart will reciprocate.
I feel nothing for the greatest pleasures and terrible tragedies- this is how it has always been. Call it a lack of emotion, an emptiness, a hollowness- I carry that around in my soul, my blood and my bones.
I feel nothing for the greatest pleasures and terrible tragedies- this is how it has always been. Call it a lack of emotion, an emptiness, a hollowness- I carry that around in my soul, my blood and my bones.
I've settled for the memory of your smile to give me a reason to live. Even if I don't have you, it doesn't matter, your smile is enough for me to smile in the bleakest of mornings and the darkest of nights.
I don't want to know you anymore- not how your day was, not what you dream, or even your name. You cut me down and I'm still climbing back to who I used to be.
I have met so many hearts and let go of so many more. Each one I remember- I cherish them all so much that every now and again, I can't help but shed a tear.
I wandered too far from who I was and now I cannot find my way back to me. I know that I am still out there waiting to be found, waiting to feel alive, and waiting to love again.
The joy of a thousand sunflowers leaves my heart brimming with joy. You make me want to plant a thousand more. Hand in hand, let's get lost in the yellow fields we grew together.
We are not the same person as we were yesterday. Today we believe in this, and tomorrow we believe in that. Yesterday is a distant dream and today I'm only waking up.
Acknowledgement does not equal attachment and most of the time it is inevitable to get lost in one or more of these states of mind. It is inevitable not to miss what you once attached yourself to.
I will no longer know anything about you and you will no longer remember my name. I will no longer cross your thoughts and you will no longer dream about me. I will no longer share your warmth and you will no longer hold these hands.
There are days where I miss you so much that these sunflowers wither and die. Make your arms my garden and your smile the sun that brings them back to life.
I am a bee in the sunflowers of memories. I find shelter and solitude underneath the petals and harvest that sweet nostalgia of this garden we once shared.
It was easier when you were here. You filled each day with a joy I have not found since you. No matter what came my way, your smile was enough to make me forget the pain at the end of the day.
Some of us are scattered stars without a solar system in the vast and unforgiving cosmos. We may not be part of a constellation or host a planet and its life we could sustain but we still shine as bright as any other star.
Alone again on this summer night. No emotions this evening, not even any thoughts or sensations. The ambience consumes me as I give into the abating ambience. There will be no dreams tonight, but also no fear.
I got tired of fantasizing, of giving into the illusions and drowning myself in nostalgia that I can no longer attain. I am tired of chasing a ghost, but tomorrow I may give into the haunting once again.
This heartache screams your name, a thrashing storm that leaves this heart in ruin. Your thunder has sliced open this heart but these memories are made of sunshine.
I still dream about you from time to time. Sometimes I wish to not wake up, sometimes they turn into nightmares. Either way, I am sad when I wake up to see that you are gone.
You are the sun shining upon me, a withering sunflower, from dawn until dusk. We dance in the sunlight and dream in the twilight and flourish every day underneath your brilliance. So keep on beaming your magic down upon this Earth and make your alluring spell last forever.