why isn’t it too easy to be happy?
for when the lessons of loss and grief
teach you so much, shake you completely
that you wish to lose everything all at once
and want to keep nothing with you
because all that you once wanted,
and maybe once needed too;
everything you tried to hold onto-
you were made to lose.
you were forced to forget.
perhaps you were destined to suffer.
and now there’s no dream you dare to dream
you feel nothing but all hollow and empty
with a heart laden heavy.
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gently pressing your head against your lover’s back while they cut vegetables, your lover sitting on the kitchen counter while you talk about your day at work and wait for the water to boil, giving them little pecks while they stir the vegetables, eating the food together, washing the dishes together… you know what i mean
Let your soul accompany my soul…
me, every night: something’s calling me..
perhaps, the books i didn’t finish reading..the books i didn’t start yet..the books i want to read…the book i really need to read..so many books waiting for me, but my terrible mind doesn’t let me..it wanders off and gets lost in the world that was never there and perhaps will never be…
When disappointment is the only destination..:(
A perfect life would be all about reading books and sipping coffee- without having to worry about anything else in my life, no work, no deadlines, just books to read, one after another; no people, no noise. I’m such a recluse and I don’t even mind.