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@why-we-burn
Espeso.
Asi se siente el amor que no es correspondido.
Espeso y amargo.
Un cafe fuerte y mal hecho.
Cuando no te aman de regreso.
Un desequilibrio en tu eje.
Una caida lenta y sin fin.
Saber que el sentimiento solo lo compartes tu.
Una bascula chueca con todo en un lado y nada en el otro.
Un arbol con flores en la mitad de sus ramas.
La risa de un cupido cruel.
Una jugada tramposa de la vida a la cual le aplaude un corazĆ³n roto.
yo no me enliste en esta guerra esta guerra de un si contra un no guerra caliente y salvaje guerra fria y lejana a mi no me entrenaron para esto esta discucion interminable entre tu y yo jalas, jalo, empujo, empujas cuando va a acabar en esta guerra las trincheras son distantes esta guerra derrama gritos y silencios esta guerra sin empate esta guerra sin final
Forget about who you are for a minute. Start over. Experience new things. Reinvent yourself. Remember...nothing good can stay the same forever.
breath, trust.āØš¾š”
There came a time were coffee started tasting sweet to me, I think that shows why I stayed with him.
I like my coffee black nowāļø (via darkmind-whitesoul)
Sleeping Beauty
Aurora was born happy. She was light and flowers and smiles. Her family was her home and her home was her family. Everything was perfect until she met this boy. This strange mysterious boy with a cocky grin and green eyes. Aurora was immediately captivated, she truly believed he was a good boy, "We met on a dream" he said "trust me" he said, and she did. Little did she knew this grin of his could soon turn into a shivering frown, little did she knew how green eyes can quickly become red. Aurora now missed her home as she lived with a boy who she met on a dream, (on a nightmare), on a dream. Aurora remembered how she was afraid of dragons as a child and her mom would strike her hair to calm her down, now the dragon sleeps next to her and sometimes comes home drunk and spits fire with every word and forces her to do things , nobody strikes her hair after that. Aurora is so desperate she falls into a sleep curse, depression, a sleep curse. Her prince, dragon, her prince wont ever kiss her to wake her up...
I donāt remember how it began, āthe detachmentā I call it. I do, however, recall a moment when I looked at him and no longer felt it. The exciting, passionate feeling was nowhere to be found. And because of the lack of this I searched for the plan B; the tingly, warm, cosy feeling, which was, also gone. Poof. Vanished from air. I no longer saw my so called soulmate, but a funny looking stranger which seemed nice, decent. I then realized that ānice and decentā are not strong enough to make someone stay, to make ME stay. Why conform with mediocrity, specifically when we are talking as something as important as love. I need inspiring, I need special, I need breathtaking. And it was in no way his fault, nor it was my fault, it was just destiny saying āwe had a good time, lesson learned, whoās next?ā. Some may consider it sad, I consider it as an experience , I consider it life.
- āWhy did you guys breakup?ā (why-we-burn)
Can you love somebody you realize you don't really know?
-cause i guess i did...
i. My hand was out the window, my mind lost on the road, my bones were freezing and it was such a beautiful pain. ii. The first time we colided our eyes catched on fire and I felt my heart slowly free itself from its icy prison. iii. He repaired my heater but I never used it, not once, his presence made the house feel like summer. iv. We could walk through a snowstorm but if he held my hand we were suddenly walking down the shoreline, the hot sand warming my feet all the way to my heart, forcing a smile on my blushed face. v. His lips were cold and I swear I could taste his sadness. vi. It was a winter night and as I saw you kissing her my blood began to boil. vii. My house heater is now broken, and so, I can only shiver at the thought of you.
and you were such a lovely temperatureš„āļø
Youāve caught me. Iām in your net. You can pull me or push me or cut me open, you can do anything really, Im all yours now. And I can keep trying to run away or free myself from you, but there is no chance thatāll happen; Iām in too deep and Im way to injured. Besides, Iām not alone in this net of yours, Iām just one in a million of other fish who were caught by the same fisherman, the same tricks. Some are still fighting, some gave up. And even though Iām sinking with each move you make, I still look up and see you, the only bait I needed.
L.M. One in a millionā¦ššš šš (via why-we-burn)
I never believed all it could take for me to be happy was one person. I never wanted my happines to rely in someone else. But those eyes, that smile, that voice, that soul itself. Just like that, boom. Im happy now. I close my eyes and feel happines. And its scary to be that vulnerable, and it terrifies me to imagine what will happen without him. But for now..Im happy.
L.M. And its good to be backš
Youāve caught me. Iām in your net. You can pull me or push me or cut me open, you can do anything really, Im all yours now. And I can keep trying to run away or free myself from you, but there is no chance thatāll happen; Iām in too deep and Im way to injured. Besides, Iām not alone in this net of yours, Iām just one in a million of other fish who were caught by the same fisherman, the same tricks. Some are still fighting, some gave up. And even though Iām sinking with each move you make, I still look up and see you, the only bait I needed.
L.M. One in a millionā¦ššš šš
And I still care about you. Even if you're miles away and you've forgotten all about me, and you wish I never happened and you hate me with your all. I still keep an eye on you to see if the damage I did still remains or if you've moved on. I still think about you whenever I pass somewhere we were or when I hear someone say something you said. I still remember you....and I still care.
-L.M. Even if you don't.
We were looking at the sunrise, the both of us. We were in awe, hypnotized by the millions of different shades of red, orange, pink, yellow and many many other colors words cant even begin to explain. It was one of the most beautiful thing Iād ever seen. And then, without any reason why, I stopped looking at the wonderful sunrise and decided to turn around and see him instead. It was like he wasnāt even breathing because of the gorgeous scene happening before us. And after what seemed like hours he felt my gaze and turned to meet my eyes. And that was it. That, that pair of eyes, those amazing pair of eyes were better than the sunrise and the sunset and the moon and the stars and every single thing Iāve ever considered beautiful in my whole life, so much better. The light of the sun and the colors of the sky were reflected on his big brown eyes and if you looked at them closely you could see so much more than colors. They showed kindness, tenderness and compassion, courage, tenacity and strength, but most importantly, love. I was just so passionately in love with those eyes and the fact that they were looking at me. Of all human beings on this planet I was the one with the privilege of looking at them, and they looking at me. And at that moment I could not longer understand how people could compare sunrises to eyes.
And that was it- (via why-we-burn)
Las piƱatas siempre se rompian antes de que fuera mi turno de pegarles. Las burbujas siempre se ponchaban segundos antes de que mi dedo estubiera cerca de ellas. El pastel siempre se acababa antes de que pudiera servirme un pedazo. Siempre se me acaban las cosas antes de que pueda disfrutarlas, por eso se me hace raro que sigas aquiā¦
L.M.
Don't you feel unprotected when you love? You are so blinded by your heart, you forget to use your brain. It's like you're on a speeding car without breaks. You enjoy the view looking through the window feeling so invincible, without any fear of crashing. But what happens if you do. What will happen when you realize you forgot to put on your seatbelt because you felt that you didn't need it. You were loving so dearly you didnt see the red light, or the drunk driver, or the heartbreak boy infront of your foolish eyes.
-L.M.
El mundo me dijo, me enseƱo y me recordo que un corazĆ³n roto duele. Me dijo que duele mas que nada y que tarda mucho en arreglar. Me enseƱo las horribles consecuencias que trae con el. Me recordo que proteja mi corazĆ³n con todo lo que tenga y nunca les de la oportunidad de romperlo, y eso es lo que hice. Nadie nunca me dijo que romper un corazon puede ser igual de doloroso, o incluso peor. Nadie dijo lo que sentiria al ver los ojos de alguien opacarse. Nadie me enseƱo el terror de ver el alma de alguien debilitarse. Nadie me recordo que romper un corazĆ³n hace que el tuyo tambien se rompa un poco.
L.M.
Y just find it so sad. People falling out of love. I find it almost imposible for someone to ignore a person who once was their entire life. I find unbelievable for someone that made you happy just by existing can now be nobody to you. A flame extinct. A spark gone. A loveā¦dead.
L.M.
