GOOOO !!!!
If I knew you could take care of it, I’d say, “Take care of yourself.” But now you get cold at night. When it rains you are afraid, when you are hungry you are lazy as usual and you are hungry. When you’re scared, you don’t get alarmed and proud just because you left, you don’t call me. So don’t go.
Take your head and go if you want to my shoulder, eyes, knees for example. It’s up to you. I invented words full of love for you, don’t go. You rest in my smile whenever you get tired.
I would kiss your palms for pain relief. Life passes, once you put your mind to go, you will pass, just like life. But let your wounds heal first and then you go again. Far away is not good for you, let’s take my happy memories out of your suitcase and hang them again in the sky. I know, if that suitcase is ready, it will go. The dead of night, the first lights of the morning do not matter for those who leave.
There is a snein permit in my smile. Sit down, take a breath, let me wash away all traces with my tears. Promise, you’ll go again later. They don’t need you there more than me. I don’t want to say goodbye, you stay for now, I’m fine whatever is bad.
Now it suits us to hug, to get rid of separation and just hug.
Sometimes you’re too much for me. And this is very inconvenient for me!
We would come to you
I never thought I was halfway done. How can someone who has failed to complete me leave me unfinished?
Thank you, love, for putting people in such a ridiculous situation.
And one day I will beat you. Maybe you’ve beaten me now. But I will meet again with a woman I can love like my mother:
And take this is my woman. If I’m bored, take this from me too! I’ll say, ‘You took everything you can, take this one too.
When we both have the strength to beat you, maybe you won’t be able to get out of your fear.
I don’t think she has the strength to beat me with the woman whose ribcage I see as my pillow.
Love, love to you….
You never came to my door.
We will beat you.
A trace of mania.
If you hadn’t taken it from me, we would have come to you…
You are not love, your smile of love.
Love is temporary blindness
Don’t expect people who are used to fake love to love you. For even their hearts lie to themselves. Will they love you when they don’t even know about it?
Don’t make me laugh. Do not expect to be loved from hearts that have never tasted true love. You are waiting at the wrong stop.
Love doesn’t go through here.
you love so much. You love so much that the word too much is too little. Even if you don’t like him, you make him believe that he really loves you.
He’s deaf, he just makes it up.
Sometimes we are confused about what we want to believe. We feel compelled to believe what we want to believe. Because we kill other possibilities in our minds. Sometimes life makes you too blind to see the fact that you are not loved.
If love is involved, beautiful man, that’s how you become deaf and blind. Because love requires it. You’re too deaf to hear you say it’s over, too blind to see that he doesn’t love you.
I made up a lie. But to myself. Not to you or anyone else. I accepted the lie that you love me so much in my heart.
I believed in me more than you. I always fell for you.
You were my unhealed wound.
And I applied you as an ointment to this wound.
I will love you love three times a day.
Morning
Like the sun that feels compelled to rise.
Afternoon
So dead…
evening
Anxious like a mother who wants her child to be at home…