We need everything perfect in a rather temporary life...
Douglas SelfSleepless nights, infinite random thoughts, Remembering those moments, he had much to say, an urge to talk to someone, to be cared, to be loved, to be understood !! She was gone by now, And he was lost !! There it was, A white paper note, a pen, and the dark clouds forcing him to spill out !! Yes Words did most of talking, the unsaid words took the paper form .. Strange it was, the way Love was lost somewhere in the Library stacks !!
Douglas SelfMots clés lovers insane writing-life separated
She came and took away all his miseries, his sorrows !!
Then SHe
went and left him restlessly numb. He was her
painkiller. SHe, his anesthetic.
Mots clés pain love mistakes hurt worst separation insane numb anesthesia
They call it poetry, what she feels with her mouth closed. By his.
Douglas SelfMots clés love poetry feelings poetry-quotes poetry-love
She toyed around with his smiles and emotions, till they actually turned plastic. And then, She changed the toy…
Douglas SelfMots clés reality emotions games escape smiles playing-for-keeps
He stared at her, knowing with certainty that
he was falling in love. He looked the other way, Her face triggered through his heart, forcing him to look back, and admire that beauty!!
Soon He pulled her close and
kissed her beneath a blanket of stars,
wondering how on earth he'd been lucky
enough to find her...
Wait it was morning, the dream was actually over !!
Mots clés heart ghosts lovers daydreaming reality-of-life
Fuck it, I'll make my own quote.
Douglas SelfIf the past can't be changed, and the future's already written; what's the point in living?
Douglas SelfTell them all to go fuck themselves.
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