I want to tell my story, though, it becomes difficult. I just want to be understood, without my emotions becoming my fault. I want to know that you’ll empathize with my thoughts. It’s never too much to ask, when its love
A field of blooming flowers isn’t always honest.~ Europa, Ki Wi
Loving every moment in this time because now anything can be a sign; enjoying the way life talks back, very humorous. Trusting in omens to be the facts; stories are cool [but] truth is always there when it’s two of us….
Just looking for common ground; silence never made such a loud sound! The only quiet I hear is in your eyes; showing only me – but to other’s there’s a disguise…
Special privileges are okay, but when it can’t be helped and it becomes a benefit – [that’s when the real cards will lay]
I’m feeling a kind of a way…
Not sure if it’s a bad or good thing.
It doesn’t matter, at least not today;
as long as my heart sing,
there isn’t a need to worry.
Wanting to love Longing like a branch Like a dove Exploring an invisible ranch Comfort in empty shelter Hoping and praying for better
Rose pedals on my floor
I laid them
In order to open the door..
17 letters can change everything Love is knowing; not assuming To hear out the whole story Without implying things - that weren't told to me Turning pain into someone's legacy That's never fair to any human being Taking the time to learn your love So you won't make it a misunderstanding