Me Enamore De La Forma Más Patética, Me Lastime A Mí Mismo Y Tristemente Lloraba Solo.

Maybe

As I stand on this street corner and watch these two roads meet i suddenly feel at peace Maybe its because at my feet lies the intersection of two distinct paths merging at a point of vulnerability Maybe because its a reminder of you and me, and the blissful bond we once shared Without a care in the world, my arms wrapped around you to shelter you from the cold Two souls kept warm by each others company Two hearts dancing in the rain playfully Two minds with the same thing in mind, you want me to be yours and i want you to me mine I don’t know maybe i’m crazy Maybe time has finally out played me Maybe i’ve stopped seeing beauty in the little things Maybe i’ve stopped appreciating the gift life brings Maybe i’m in over my head, Or maybe i just miss the familiar contours of your body under the chalk white sheets of my bed I don’t know, maybe this is normal Maybe i stopped being myself after you left, Maybe this is all a test Maybe i failed and i couldn’t clean up the mess Maybe thats why the rain suddenly feels colder on my skin Maybe thats why whenever i try to apologize i don’t know where to begin or where to end all these things that i typed up in my mind and i wanna tell you but i just cant bring myself to hit “send”. Maybe i fucked up and i won’t admit it Maybe i’m a coward Seems like i’ve got all the time in the world maybe i should do something about it I mean, every minute feels like an hour Maybe i’m a fool for distancing myself from you Maybe thats why i couldn’t admit i loved you Because for some reason i couldn’t accept that maybe, just maybe, You might have loved me too.

No es lo mismo que me mires tú a que me miren los demás.

Johan Vides. (via enfermosincura-jv)

Todos somos casualidad hasta que alguien nos hace destino.

- no sé dónde lo leí (via un-simple-cursi)

En la vida, se pasa por muchas etapas… la gente cambia y de verdad lo hace. Las experiencias son las que nos hacen ser y pensar en el presente y es algo que debemos agradecer, sin importar lo difícil que haya sido el camino.

(via soft-but-rough)

Dame uno de tus cigarrillos para que se vaya el sabor de tus dulces palabras, dame un trago de tu licor para que se me olviden tus dedos acariciando mi alma.

(via die-monster-sind-echte-mutter)

¿Cómo renuncia un corazón a sus latidos?

Yo sé que es inevitable romperse y que cada ruptura pareciera ser el fin del mundo; pero no puedes abstraerte de la realidad: que estamos constantemente expuestos a sentir dolor, y mucho menos puedes determinar a otros sin siquiera conocerles...

-Metamorfosis.

Eres tan hermoso, que duele

(via idolos-frases)

Ellos jamás perdonarán lo que tu les has perdonado.

Hay dolores que no llevan a la tumba.

Fragmento de Dolor nocturno por Lauren Mendinueta. (via poesia-en-la-lengua)