Letters and me

personal photographs, words and letters. No plagiarism please

[mitsuha000]

‘’Lighting new cigarettes, pouring more drinks. It has been a beautiful fight. Still is.’‘

― Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense

[mitsuha000]

One solely exist for the other,

One lives for the other but value freedom as ever.

One built her world around the other

One can easily live without her.

One will walk through fire for the other

One will not go out of rain to get to her

"Why do I feel like it's unfair?" she thought.

She sat down at the pavement and gave it a final thought

They said It's the reality--we can't force people to feel the same amount of love we gave them.

Then she asked herself, "Are all the pain worth it?"

She just look ahead-- tears fell through her cheeks as she walks away.

If two people couldn't provide the same equal love-- then love doesn’t deserve her.

--the-choice-she-made--

[mitsuha000]

We collect pieces from each person we met.

[mitsuha000]

“The most dangerous sicknesses are those that make us believe we are well” ― Lauren Oliver, Delirium

[mitsuha000]

Then I found out those series of cut memories before, did exist on your world too;

I thought it was just me and my fantasy

But the silhouette of us were once real

When you said It was the same to you

And you call me up again; too late.

I'm over it.

[mitsuha000]

And for once, you want someone who would look closely enough and see how fragile you really are inside.

[mitsuha000]

we’re all just trying to get by from whatever we have. 

[mitsuha000]

The glimpse of us

It was as if hours turned into minutes; minutes turned into seconds,

When those moments and feelings, all came down into silhouette

And suddenly became the kind of moving pictures that won over and breaks someone's heart

Evident yet heavy to absorb that It's all just because of a series of cut memories

-- that it was all just a glimpse of us.

[mitsuha000]

I don't know if I should be thankful that I'm that person who always forget. No matter how painful each person made me feel: I always forget, even though they don't -- not even if they'd been trying to make me remember.

Is this how we cope in this shitty world?

Have I always been this desperate to save my self..

[mitsuha000]

We're all trying to keep living looking for that missing piece.

[mitsuha000]

Let whoever think whatever

[mitsuha000]

I'll always be looking at you from afar

For you'll always be that "someone I never had"

[mitsuha000]

For a second, you made me believe I'm worth your glance.

And here I thought one second is enough.

//desperately into you.

[mitsuha000]

I just want to be a little less broken.

[mitsuha000]

I remember those horrible events. I remember every single one of them //

I remember those horrible events. I remember every single one of them. Though my mind seems to be able to cover them up a little, I remember almost everything. The emotions I have always had swallow me whole.

I remember those horrible events. I remember every single one of them. And I wonder if my mind would only let me collect every tiny piece of what happened, I would die three times worse than I always did.

I remember those horrible events. I remember every single one of them. I recall it happened a number of times; different men, some of my own blood, and one who was not.

I remember those horrible events. I remember every single one of them, yet my head still had maybes that used to hunt me down. Even after believing that it was all inevitable, it still shows up like a ghost in every nightmare I have.

I remember those horrible events. I remember every single one of them. I can't recall some parts, but the collection of emotions I feel everytime wouldn't lie. They are all somewhat clear; the fear, the pain, the anger and disgust.

I remember those horrible events. I remember every single one of them. And I think to myself how could such people sleep soundly at night after committing such things. I've come to realize, humans are far more terrifying than the dangerous beasts that roam our planet.

[mitsuha000]

Why are we here?

What are we fighting for?

[mitsuha000]

Three years, and I never truly know you. That's why I find people scary.