Funny how from the simple things, the best things begin.
something 'bout love
“If you love a flower, don’t pick it up.
Because if you pick it up it dies and it ceases to be what you love.
So if you love a flower, let it be.
Love is not about possession.
Love is about appreciation.”
― Osho
6
it was just an ordinary dayfireworks
carnaval
all the colors and the sweet promises
the imaginary world out there
then i went home
but in the end of the night,
I finally found you.
.
today's just an ordinary day
nothing new
but i'm not the girl i used to be
well, just one thing remains
you
.
six years,
we were two different people,
innocently thought we could conquer this world
with our dreams and our ambitions
three years
you finally got one
and waiting was the only choice I had
now
we both finally understand
dreams are just ............. dreams
.
nothing's left
quietly, i'm whispering
"six, six years"
that's just how long it takes
you're not my dream anymore.
i finally found............... a way to let you go.
that moment when
that moment when he saw you from the distancein the middle of the crowd
stared closely
he didn't need to question his eyes
he knew it was you.
he knew it.
he held his breath
he stopped breathing
time started to slow down
he couldn't see anyone but her
he smiled, he couldn't hide it.
and he whispered quietly
to his best friend next to him
"that's her"
.
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