Nocturnal Me

Hi, guys. It’s been a long time. I am sorry for dissapearing like this almost two years ago. Many things have happened… I missed you all so much. I hope you all are doing great.

Take my hand before you fall apart And I promise that you'll never feel alone

If you have to run you'll never be free

Don't end your life, there's so much to see

I can feel pressure start to possess my mind

I will love you even if I am afraid I will love you even if it hurts

You know they are your soul mate when you can seat in complete silence with them.

Don't you understand we're all broken? The point is to find the person whose broken pieces fit with yours.

I never knew that I could feel this way until the day that we met. I didn’t think that I was capable, that there would be someone that I would care for more than my own life. That their happiness would be mor important than anything else. And then a terrifying thought occurred to me that perhaps my feelings were a trick. That the only reason why I love you is because of the way I see my reflection in your eyes. That thought, it fills me with dread. The fear that that I don’t deserve you and that I am broken.

My years on this earth has taught me... there is nothing more important than love. I didn't have much of it. And when it was offered to me, I was too afraid to accept it.

I’ve spent much of my life alone. And for many years, I pretended that this was the source of my strength. I told myself I had free will. And in that time, I achieved a great deal. But I was not fulfilled. I was longing for a connection that I could imagine but I could not achieve. Searching and not finding. Until I discovered love. I thought I would explode with the sense of power and freedom that she brought me. That the world lay at my feet. But then that passed when I discovered the great lie at the heart of love. That what I took for true freedom was precisely the reverse. Love is the perfect prison. Inescapable.

And remember that I am always with you until the end of time.

If I am with you, I am with you till the end.

Does he touch the way that you like to touched? Does he honor you? You feel that you can't say much Do you feel like you've enough? I know you're so fed up

Does he sweep you off into the night? Does he tell you everything is alright? Does he hold you when you cry? I could show you he's not right But baby, I can treat you better

Our love is so special, I think you might be the one.

No one is always busy. It just depends on what number you are on their priority list.