And all this time…
This feeling I’ve had ….
I didn’t believe it was true…
And all this time…
I’ve looked at you as not a part of me
I’ve looked at us as a lie I have been living
A dream that I am going to soon wake up from…
And now I see you lying there … and my heart and mind is quiet…
And all this time …
I have had no words
No words have come to me…
And so I’ve thought it could never be…. you and me.
But here we are…
And this song is telling me how unreal it has to be , sometimes, many times, before it becomes real.
And while it’s happening…. while we are still living in this place…. where no sense exists. Where I only want to embrace you more - the more you hurt me. I have to pray this keeps being unreal.. because there is no place this beautiful.
This is the only place where you are able to loose yourself. To loose it all and not care …. and not care
And all this time
I have thought there is no way I could tear… ever again.
Not after all the pain… that has come and gone
But again… this unreal place made it happen.
And all this time
I’d not realised….
Such purity, such absolute compeleteness of flow… existed…
Truth that cannot be enunciated
All this time… it’s been here.
Vulnerable Is
Coming to terms with Loneliness
The going away of things
In time
In the end
I can't seem to be optimistic about the things that would benefit from optimism. As a pessimist, my optimism is always irrational.
Fear of Forgetting
When I was a child, I realised I was invisible. I was a terrified, quiet girl who blended into the background.
Failure.We all have dreams, we are all encouraged to dream. The world is ours, all we have to do it take it.