Elu on mäng, mis lõpeb alati surmaga, ükskõik kuidas sa seda ka ei mängiks

Sunday 24 April 2011

Palju parem on unustada ja naeratada, kui mäletada ja olla kurb.

 
Minulgi on vahel valus, kui peitma pean pisaraid.
 Kes sa enda arust oled? Tuled, lõhud ja lähed. Kuradi hästi arvad endast.








"So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do."

 
Hoia mind nüüd, sest varsti mind enam pole.
I wanna love you, but you wont let me.





 Armastus on tunnete ühinemine , mitte voodis magamine .





 Seal, kus on suur armastus, sünnib alati imesid.









 
Armastus - see oled Sina .

Do you know how hard it is to say: "Oh, no we're just friends," when I really just want to scream, I Love You.

 

A failing love is like desperately hanging on to something precious; not wanting to give up, but your hands feel the pain. And, when you finally let go, you're free from any pain, but your hands are empty.


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