Smille disappeared

“I don’t trust words, I trust actions.”

Mai am doar o tigară. Şi o păstrez pentru abisanta şi lungă zi în care voi realiza ca tu nu eşti un simplu om, eşti visul meu din fiecare seară în care ploaia îmi cântă,iar fulgere îmi luminează calea.

“Prea tarziu” este doar la ultima bătaie a inimii.

You need to know You can kiss me At anytime These lips are yours

If you love me, then there’s nothing else I need.

Maybe it wasn’t the “almost” that broke my heart. It was the long nights we spent together, and how you made me feel, like i was so far in the sky no plane could bring me back down. Again, it wasn’t the almost. It was the maybe. Maybe i’m loved, maybe i won’t hurt, maybe we will be together, it was false hope that broke my heart.

“It never stops hurting, does it?” “What?” “Giving someone the best of you and watching them choose someone else.”

You think you’re okay until you’re up at 3 am crying about everything and nothing at all and wondering when your life will finally turn to a chapter where you’re happy again.