Light Bulbs Erupting Under My Skin
When I left on this journey I did not know what was pushing me forward But I did leave to find…
When I left on this journey I did not know what was pushing me forward But I did leave to find…
We always tend to give some imaginary traits of character to the persons we love, it is part of the way human interactions work.
But now I know something new. That the difference between an artist and a madman is strength.
We are afraid of our bare naked souls and secretly doubt if we are worth loving.
Maybe it is true that when we meet someone for the first time, time compresses and we can catch a small glimpse of the future.
There are many types of love we encounter in life. But even the one that brings us sorrow at some point is worth living.
From every relationship, we end up with a bit of sadness. It’s inevitable. There are friends who stay, friends who depart and friends who betray.
I remember the last time we looked at each other, without me really knowing it will be the very last time.
If we don’t want to run away from happiness, we should not run away from pain as well.
There are many types of love we encounter in life. But even the one that brings us sorrow at some point is worth living.