I miss his words... his body... to sleep and to wake up... to read by the fire... to go mad, to do and make... But at the same time... I don't want to go back to the separation that always comes after love... and rest.
I miss his smell, his words... and all that we've lived and was too good...
What an irony... but what's good to laugh is also good to cry... and so it's passion. We stay, as Pessoa used to say... ridiculous.










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Non illigitamus carborundum*****
"The most significant legacy you can leave behind
is not on a resume or in a bank account - it is in your character,
in a life with loyalty, integrity and truth."
~~ David K. Zandi
I hope youre doing well
where is this place in which you hide away from us all. so quiet. silent. not one breath has passed your lips to us. not a word or tear. when you wake from your misery...come back to us,love. but for now-*kisses your forehead* i will miss you...don't forget me,huh?
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] I
so beautiful,she hides
away from it all
away from this life
what causes this misery for which she chooses to be blind
feel for me she says
pray for me
love me
one day
and i will surely breathe again...
i hope you come around again soon,love
i miss you're words,and you'r beautiful writings...
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"How long do you intend on playing these silly games?" - Lord Darcia
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