Notes To Come Back To

i want to go back to the blue side.

 Monday’s child is fair of face, tuesday’s child is full of grace, wednesday’s child is full of woe, thursday’s child has far to go, friday’s child is loving and giving, saturday’s child works hard for a living, and the child that is born on the sabbath day is bonny and blithe, and good and gay! Being Friday's child, I am Venus.

When I tell you, will you want me? When I leave you, will you believe me? Only then, will you remember me?

“When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving oneself, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.” — Oscar Wilde

I will tell you, will you want me? Will you believe me?

She thought she found fate, but it was just herself again She find it hard to take If only it was that easy, if only it was that made If only it was another way If only it was you I'm looking for, it's not fair Something that can only exist in a fairy tale, it's not mine No longer mine

i just want to write poetries and play the piano

i looked away, then i look back you

what i thought was salvation, was her reality

oh baby, hush, hush,lie here in peacebe at easeits diving inmy mind is sinkingits time for lights out

If heaven does not will it, then I will settle for the ghost of you

My emotions, as fragile as ice... but never as fragile as your mind

Please don't let me shine,