Go fall in love
A long time ago, I told a friend, “I fall in love while listening to certain songs”. He said, “You have already fallin in love, the song has come to you.” I thought not so. I think some songs officially say, “Go, fall in love, come like that”.
I don’t know if life is a place where we should belong to someone, but it is not possible without loving. To love is partly belonging. Have? Possession is another version of belonging.
My dear, your hands are perfect for me, can I get a hold of them?
Look, it’s perfect for me, lay on my shoulder…
Then I turned up the volume of the music, I looked, I had no escape, I was falling in love, I enjoyed it. The streets are waiting for our dance, close your eyes…
Fall in love with someone
Articles about life, happiness… Being a little soulless, the soul is already entrusted. Sometimes people can’t do their part. There is such a thing as possession. Being jealous of others, not being able to remember, just because you can’t forget. Being as close as the lip distance left in the coffee cup, but being cold.
Ours is the Moscow state of the cold. Your absence is cold.
You have to write to warm up with your photos, photos it’s better to be cold while looking at them.
You will find better than him, but you will not find anyone like him again… In any case, one never seeks better fall in love. There is nothing better than love. There is no love until it comes.
Fall in love with you
You were no different, I looked at it differently. At work, a person consoles himself, trying to trust and trusting while he wants loneliness to be left behind; It’s like learning a whole alphabet and being silent…
Most of the time you don’t understand what I mean and it would be different if you understood anyway. You know, from those other people, from your different looks… The world is not what you think.
They said separation is a habit, I could be me even without you, this is maybe the worst thing… I don’t say don’t go because people do what they put their mind to. You used to like blue, and so did I.
Don’t look, my face fell out a bit, I don’t have a cool mood afterwards… When I first held your hand, your face was red and white and that excitement didn’t last for many years. Had to yell to stay behind. I couldn’t, not out of pride, you know. I don’t like being stopped, so just go…
Sometimes you have to ask yourself questions, but you don’t want to answer them.
Hug Love
Let’s stop hugging. I don’t want to go, but I don’t feel like staying either. Every soul tastes such things… Relationships contain hundreds of questions around them. Logic triumphs over all. Where you direct your brain, there you live. Hugging is a matter of which way you look. No apple tree is ours. The fruit can be ours. We have no business with a tree that does not bear fruit. We are human. We want most of the things that cannot be shaded to exist. That’s what love is, you want it to be next to you, to hold you tight. Touching your lips, hugging to the fullest, getting wet with her… Kissing is above all, gently touching your back and pulling it with your hands, saying I want to hug with you, i fall in love you with you…
Words are tiring, sentences are just like that…
A person is used to himself, it is delicious and also difficult…
Hug me so tight, it’s cold, you’re the reason why I’m cold.
You can’t hug everyone like that, but if some break your ribs while hugging, you won’t be able to make a sound.