Tell me I’m precious like the expensive jewelry you always tend to keep safe. Tell me you love me so that I don’t have to wonder where your heart truly lies. Tell me you need me so I feel like I belong instead of unwanted. Tell me you’ll be there even on my darkest days because I get depressed a lot and need a friendly face. Tell me you understand that I need time during those days instead of saying that you don’t care. Tell me I’m beautiful so I can see the beauty in me.
From your soft hands and soft lips to every thought we shared, my heart belonged to you. You made me laugh, you made me cry but now it is over. There is no longer an us and a tiny feeling in me is happy about that.
Why did you have to leave me here with them, when you knew you were the one who kept us together? Why did you go and leave me here by myself, with no one who understands me? Why did you die?
There are times we lose ourselves in the process of trying to fit in and please everyone. There are times we lose ourselves when we try to change who we truly are. Then there are times when we lose ourselves just because we do not know who we are. Lost in a world where everyone is mainly focused on themselves, only a few are willing to lend you a hand on your journey. But sometimes even those that we think are genuine, are leeches behind screens, sucking you dry as you move along.
That moment you finally edited a piece of writing and it is so perfect that it makes you cry but then you lose it.
What we look for in others is a reflection of the person we are inside.
A heart dies when it is not able to share its feelings... But a heart kills itself when another heart does not understand its feelings.
Some people feel the rain, others just get wet. I, however, get drowned by thee pitter patter of raindrops in my soul.
Your love is wide like the ocean and full of emotion. When you smile you make me cry because you are beautiful like the sun. Your lips are blue like berries, my lips are red like cherries and without you, there is no life for me.
It is raining on your face, it is raining on me. What can I do to make it all stop? I want to see that beautiful smile on your face. I want yo hear you say you love me and that you always will, even just to cheer me up.