When the person you love seemed to change, somehow, you also try to change in order to catch up with them. You become a person far different from what you are used to. Just because you don't want to lose them, you let go of yourself. © Pancake Bunnykins
"And I feel life for the very first time Love in my arms and the sun in my eyes I feel safe in the 5-am light You carry my fears as the heavens set fire" -Technicolour Beat, Oh Wonder https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BntkWUraeuA Oh! How wonderful it is to be in love! You and me together, we can … Continue reading Love in my arms and the sun in my eyes
It was a small fight just some petty argument The monster inside me boiled down to the point where I said hurtful things I walked out of the house but he didn't follow me unlike all the other fights that we had where he always stops me from walking away because he can't live without … Continue reading The Empty Bed
A masquerade A dance Lonely people hiding behind silly masks pretending to enjoy the evening You walked to the corner of where my unwanted soul had taken refuge and asked me to dance I got wonderstruck by the sparkle in your eyes You lead me to the dancefloor my hand in yours and carried me … Continue reading At the Stroke of Midnight
"Are you sleepy, honey?" He asked while looking at my weary eyes. "Yes." I immediately answered with a yawn. "Are you cold? I will get your blanket." He stood up and took my freshly washed blanket hanging outside the house. "Please bring my flower crown, too." I asked. "It's inside the bedroom." *** "Here you … Continue reading The One
Love. The more I tried to hold it back, the stronger it becomes. I thought I can control it, but it was so intense. It reached the point where I can no longer differentiate right from wrong. I was drowned.
I heard about his passion for music. How the notes dance as he strums that guitar. I am curious about what he feels when he is in the rhythm. Does the lyrics influence him in any way? I can see how the demons control him every time he lays a finger on those strings. Ah! … Continue reading The Guitar Man