I can’t stay away, these doors are always open, this heart always welcoming, this soul always yours. Bound….
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Sing me to sleep on the lullaby of you. Carry my heart on the dreams so true. Love so pure you know it’s true. Loyal unconditional always for you…..x.
My mind is torn between what I want and doing what’s right. Such a war….
Things I know? I am not a good person and I never will be….
Eccedentesiast….
I give up, just let me sleep.
What I wouldn’t give for more time….
1 more minute. 1 more moment. So lucky are those that take that 1 more moment for granted. That take the hour’s, the days spent for granted. That don’t realise there are those that would give anything for just 1 more moment. 1 more smile. 1 more word. 1 more phone call. 1 more message. 1 more thought….
Let me wither away, break, and grind to dust….
Took this from a page I admin on, on fb. The page is called “The Forgotten Realms” it’s one of 2 pages I admin on, the other is called “Shadow Holiday”
One for dark art and one for quotes.
She tried. She really tried. But right now? Everything’s falling apart. Her walls are falling into the sea of her tears and she can’t hold it together any longer. Time to turn her phone off before she smashed it and pull herself together. She’s is better than this. She is worthy. She is above this shit. So why doesn’t she feel it?
It’s said the eyes are the windows to our souls, so tell me what you see in mine? Passion that burns your fingertips, and love fueled kisses to stain your lips. Look past the conflagration that burns to keep the world out. Walk with my insecurities and my fears. Don’t be the hurt that forms my tears.
Dont look me in the eyes and tell me that you care, show me. See the insignificant insecure mess that I am and tell me you love me anyway. There this tsunami within me and it’s destroying everything in its path. Quieten my storms in a way only can do…. It’s said that the eyes are the windows to ours soul…. so step on up, come on in…. and drown in the depths of mine….
I’ve found I like making these little thoughts and that they’re are (at the moment), far easier then trying to write out my troubled thoughts….
An empty space.... 