These are all stories written at a time when there was no me left. They were my way of saying “I love you” at a time I thought no one would hear me.
Take them as simple pieces of a travelling soul…
“Blood stains all over my memories… How did I end up like this? Who am I? Though I could love, thoulg I could care…. Wish I could hurt myself, and stop everything else from hurting me… My soul is yours for the taken…and I am yours forever…
Memories dancing in my head… my heart lingers for your touch… your sweet angel’s touch…. My soul needs an embrace… Everything’s so dark in here… I’ve lost my light….”
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gewissen // martie 27, 2007 la 12:18 am
I wish I could hurt myself and stop hurting you.
My soul is yours too. And I am me, and you are you, and together we are us. And those stories mean the world to me… they mean… you!
“My soul needs an embrace” Ce pot sa spun? Ia-o? Nu. N-o sa spun nimic. In sufletul meu, deja suntem imbratisati. Si in sfarsit, dupa zile de chin si depresie, dupa orice momente cand nu am fost impreuna si nu am fost fericiti asa cum ar trebui sa fim (doar suntem atat de indragostiti!), in sfarsit… putem face asta azi. And i know you said you might love me too much, but it’s not true. I hope you don’t still think that. I was just stupid, there is no such thing as loving too much, and we both know it!
“I’ve lost my light” Here, baby, let me be your light… just like you are mine, like you were today, and always with be. Let’s be happy together!
“Me and you, and you and me/No matter how you throw the dice, we have to be”
“so happy togetheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer”
… you and me!