Seconds hours so many days.
You know what you want but how long can you wait?
Every moment lasts forever,
Then you feel you've lost your way.
What if my chances were already gone?
I started believing that I could be wrong.
But you give me one good reason,
To fight and never walk away.
So here I am still holding on
You’re like the flower. Normal looking at most times, easily overlooked. Yet when the time is right, you shine.
386) i’m so open minded it’s almost hypocritical.This is so true. I feel that myself sometimes.
“The Eskimos had fifty-two names for snow because it was important to them: there ought to be as many for love.”I disagree. I think there isn’t a need for more than a word for love. Love is beauty. Love is sadness. Love agonises. Love blesses. The word “love” is, in itself, more than a word. Because when I say I love you, it doesn’t just mean that. It means I adore you. It means I miss you when you’re not around. It means that I laugh when you laugh. It means that when you’re feeling sad, I’ll here for you. It means that when I kiss you good night, I hope that it would make you sleep better. It means that every time we go on a date, I’ll hold your hands proudly to show everyone that you’re my love. It means that when I bid you farewell after the date, it really isn’t because you’ll still be on my mind. It means that you’re the most beautiful in my world and I don’t really need or want another. There’s no need for another word. This precious one word, the bests of gifts to give to someone whom you love, is enough. For with it comes everything else, every 51 other “words” and more.
I see so much of you in me.
The way you ached but still make it sound like it was nothing much.
The way you would sigh but mask it with laughter.
The way you criticize everything but you amazingly accepted those little flaws.
The way you purse your lips, tuck your chin in your hand, suck in your breath, and relentlessly tell me your story when I asked about it.
The way you fold your arms in front of your chest when you feel the chill setting in.
The way you goofed around like a child but I recognize the aged and tired you inside.
The way your eyes seem to tell something more than what that is said from the mouth.
You are in pain, and I hope you heal.
Cause I saw so much of me in you.
-Miss Saudade
- David to Miss Saudade
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I agree and disagree with this sentence. Yes indeed the more you reveal, the more ways people can hurt you but sometimes that’s what reminds you that you’re merely human. It reminds me that while you get hurt now, eventually life moves on and you’ll see new things, meet new people. Life is not about the breaths you take, but the moments that take your breath away.
Long live life.
- David
