#inscriptions.

[matrix-bearer-blog]

          We come from a long line of people                   destined never to find our happy ending.

[seliatdisu]

Let people love you for who you are not who you are supposed to be.

[seliatdisu]

365 Days.

385 days the word strange was idle to describe your existence in my life. Presently, swain summarises who you are to me. This gives you the keys to power, authority and possession into my life. However, you choose to ignore that authority that your name summarises and you have decided to remain the stranger you indeed were refusing to use the keys to gain assess. You are capable of touching my soul which you have earned since the day I fell in love with you but you choose to eat the remains of my heart that those unappreciative hooligans left there to bleed. For you, I opened up my soul, because you are the light that shinned in my darkened heart and still shines in my new transplanted heart which you gave me from the first day you said " I love you". You alone have made me a better person, a stronger young lady which I am proud of and of which the people around me are proud to love and cherish. So, it kills me when you bring up the past to hunt our present and future. It is like the hooligans are at work again draining and moulding the new transplanted heart into the reflection of the old one. You alone is who I love, you alone is what I need, you alone is who I cherish and adore, you alone is who i see my reflection and yours on my babies faces, you alone is who I want to constantly tell I love you. So please let me continue to feel this way, don't be like the hooligans and take these indescribable feelings from me because I know I deserve you and you deserve me. Let us just continue to live in our world without my hooligans and your hooligans. Can you grant my only wish? With love Seliat Disu.