luni, 24 august 2015

Certain words

Sweet Words are still words...that most of the time don't mean a thing, but they keep haunting you in the cold nights
Tones of expectations that are only brought to life during the majestuous nights
There come nights in which you could anethetize your heart..maybe for a second , not to feel, not to think and most of all not to hope.. or maybe hope is what keeps us alive.
one thing is clear
I adored you in  more ways that you could ever imagine..

duminică, 9 august 2015


And nothing happens
nothing gets better and nothing gets worse
it feels like time stands still without any  warning
it feels hopeless
unfair and wrong
The story was not meant to be this way
She was drawn to the wrong story as usual
She made the wrong choice again
What a surprise..