#williever

[ame-blanche]

Will I Ever?

Will I ever forget how it felt to be with you?  Will I ever stop wishing to see you in the streets?  Will I ever stop urging to call you?  Will I ever erase your gentle embrace from my mind?

My heart still trembles at the thought of you; I need to let you go. 

[alleykat108]

I don’t dare to let it show, therefore you will never know, what I really feel inside and how I lay awake at night. Will I ever fall in love? And if I do, will it be with you? Will I ever fall in love? And will you be the one for me? I guess it’s all in my head, and I will be alone instead. Dreaming of a night with you and all the things that we would do… Will I Ever || Alice Deejay 💙 #trance #ogtrance #alicedeejay #shesmyfavorite #onlyonealbum #whoneedsguitarsanyway #shestarteditall #lyrics #williever #willieverfallinlove #shestheone #acandleforjacob #blackandwhite #candle #learning #newthings #christmasday #itsmidnight #itsokay #imokay #iamnotafraidtokeeponliving #iamnotafraidtowalkthisworldalone #trancemusic #trancelover #trancewillalwaysbemyfirstlove (at Ontario, California)

[s-lowlands]

18072017

You’re inviting me to open my eyes. But for me it’s just dark. i can’t see. And inability to see is growing heavy on me…

My demons are dancing around me. I start dancing with them. I loose myself in the darkness of the dance. Your angelic light is far away. Will I ever have the strength to get to the other side (?)

An old witch made an agreement with a priest. She knew everything, except one thing.

[3600daysofmay]

Will I Ever Be?

I can’t sleep at night… Always pondering will I ever be complete? Feeling whole again or perhaps one of half of a centerpiece to another person’s heart. I fear going to sleep because I don’t want to miss an opportunity to love or be loved. I’m ashamed being the only person in a room full of lovers who quite simply don’t get me. I long to fit in… Not with the crowd but just as an important piece of one’s immediate existence. Daydreaming has become somber with my inability to decipher my shortcomings when it comes to matters of the heart. Oh how I make wishes that the higher conscious hears my silent crying inside. The side of my eyes never revealed define the temptation within my soul to feel wanted and desired. It’s been so long that I have forgotten what it’s like to feel or be touched by the innate spirits of trust, respect and understanding. I walk out mid sea treading waves of sadness weeping for the taking. I hear the joy in others who have surpassed me over the years. They play at high volumes with a frequency so appealing it makes me want to die all over again. I’ve been murdered by rejection as you can see, crushed into millions of pieces continuously cutting myself on the jagged edges I unsuccessfully keep trying to pick up. What I’ve become is no longer foreign to me. There’s no space for me to ask why. How did I get here? Where is the destination which brings my journey to an end? This road of which I descend upon hoping somehow someone falls in love with my intentions. Capable of seeing my beauty in action not by mere words. I can’t bare to marry myself with misery. Let me live amongst the inspired who are wired attentively so when I call out she hears music. Beautiful notes ascending onward as we grow as one. Our roots deeply entangled so the world may not tear us apart. Will I ever be able to finish this work of art knowing the empty vessel that holds life at a standstill will always be called me?

[butterflyofiwatobi]

Will I Ever?

Another joint practice and yet another chance for him to sit in the corner and watch the other swimmers in their element. Although no one could compare to the beauty that was Haruka while swimming, everyone still had their own sense of beauty about them while he simply sat in the background. 

It was hard for him. Everyone else always seemed so happy, so carefree about their swimming though he still managed to feel so insecure. Sitting against the wall he sighed. 

"I just wish I could swim as beautifully as Haruka-senpai" he muttered to himself, not realizing the silverhaired boy sitting next to him. 

jikyuuryoku

[harmacist-blog]

Ijustwanttobethin.

[unraveling-elle]

Will I ever…

Finish the sentence with anything that comes to your mind.

[emjaaaay-blog]

Will I ever?

Will i ever feel so intensely about a celebrity that i would wait keep track of their every tattoo and family tree and cry for them?

Will I like someone so much that i willingly confess to them myself?

Will I ever enjoy someones company so much that I make great sacrifices and step out of my own comfort zone for them?

Will I ever be the girl that people come to to have a good time?

Will I ever care for anyone enough?