#lrvth

They are not really in love with

But it's too frightening

The thought to be alone

So they stay and lie to themselves

Then there are people who never give there full heart to someone

For it's been broken

Never healed properly

Won't ever perhaps

Then there are those who become broken at one point

They love fiercely with all their heart, naively with all they got

Not to anybody

They love once, maybe twice

Before

But I can't, I can't.

Sometimes it’s the only thing that keeps me sane.

Moonlight shines bright on their sleepy eyes.

Sitting outside on a bench, three girls and a boy,

dreaming about what could be.

A bottle filled with stars picked from the canopy,

sparkling in the milky light.

Filling the youngsters bodies' with warmth.

As the night progressed, the magical potion

sparked their imagination.

They told tales and stories and the night seemed infinite.

They cried and tears dropped from laughter and sadness.

Their bond grew stronger by each second.

Oh, what night that was.

Strangers would assume they were drunk on

that mysterious potion they took in turns.

But that sparkling wine had nothing much in it for that consequence.

So, what made them behave like that?

It was pure lust for joy. Eternal youth, a never ending night.

They were high on life.

For that limited time of the night,

We were alive.

You kept me from floating away into the abyss I fear.

Now, there are only the remnants of your presence

Holding me like an old rope that slowly rips under my weight.

I cannot bare it any longer.

I think I might just break it myself.

At least then, I might be able to forget you and myself perhaps.

and you're the only fitting piece.

And I’ve come to realise that there is so much more.

Don’t limit yourself by only seeing what’s obvious but learn to see what’s lurking behind trouble heartbreak friendship music passion love lust.

Learn to see what’s worth diving in for disguised for it’s opposite.

Uninteresting paths might lead to your greatest adventures.

Be brave and fearless and overall reach out

A path leading to madness.

An inspiration for success.

The perfect recipe for trouble.

Living within one’s mind, one’s chest.

Wafting through like a summer breeze

or gripping tight clawlike.

AGONY or ACCEPTANCE

to recover you must choose

the RIGHT one for you.