Spontaneity

3 am thoughts (via suspend)

Albert Camus, Notebooks (1935-1951)

Sometimes It terrifies me To give my heart to people  To give my life to people To give the hidden part of me  Not knowing  If i would drown Or stay afloat  All I know is I want to live  To love 

Isn’t funny Of how two people can create a link of Memories Emotions Feelings But everything  Becomes a mere fragment Of the once embodied souls In a glimpse of an eye Everything evaporated  Forever lost 

Your smile envelopes  A thousand stars Shining down on my darkest “Warmth” was the only word the echoed As you continued to hold me Glorious technicolor filled me What was once a negative film Now, a saturated picture Now I know why people Loved the song ‘wonderwall’