all don’t matter, all aren’t able to affect you unless you give them the power to
drugs love
they don’t differ much
I’m completely sober yet I’ve been feeling like a drug addict ever since I fell in love with you
you 7 billion other people
oh but they don’t come close to what you mean to me. you’re astonishing, completely out of this world; you differ from anyone I’ve ever known
scents and smiles and many other faces I find enjoyment in observing art, in staring at beautiful faces and structures and movements but you, God. pretty is not the word, you’re way more than that. personalities and looks, but your soul is way beyond that
dreams fantasies illusions
I find you in my dreams, fantasies and illusions I find you in book shelves, on each letter of my favourite quote I find you in people’s eyes, on each iris I pass by I find you in deep poems, in messy paintings, through art galleries and museums I find you in my mind, on each thought, in every corner
everywhere anywhere
yet I choose to keep you locked in the deepest parts of me
two ten… seventeen years passed by and I wish I knew you earlier I wish I carried you on my shoulders and held you tightly, closely to the pulse of my own heart