I hadn’t been at my best from few hours, So I just wanted to share a short story to everyone out there. Once there were a group mountaineers climbing a mountain. The weather was so harsh, and heavy snowfalls and wind blowing started to occur. One part of that group decided to rest, but the other part was highly determined and refused to quit even in the harshest of times. They kept on going. Few days later the storms stopped, and the former group again started to move. When they reached the top they didn’t find the other group. Few days later, a newspaper reported their death. The moral is, learn to rest, give yourself time, give yourself peace, you don’t have to be productivity machine all the time. Every dead body on mountain was and just a overly dedicated person, who didn’t knew when to rest. https://youtu.be/SWFDZ33ySJg
Now you’re a song from the open window to meGirl, it's in the future we belong I know it's in the future we belongAnd I'm not saying that I can't live without you But I'm a long way from figuring out how to (…)And different storms on different kinds of waters While you ran into the arms of othersAaah, people bore me but you're something different darling Now all that I can think of now you're goneBabe, it's in the future we belong For now Until I move onWarhaus | Open Window https://youtu.be/4dyWthW9VCQ
a stranger Until I see you again We want to know how far that it can bendIt's so hard to possess It's a beautiful mess Time after timeOh, girl you're so hard to possess But such a beautiful mess Time after time https://youtu.be/GSJdhd0stAg
First, you are sad, you are crying, and after you feel empty inside of your soul, heart, you can’t feel any emotion. Nothing makes you happy or sad. The only feeling which you have is indiference.*Yes, I still feel the smell of fresh laundry and the almond trees when I think about you. Don’t you feel the same? Maybe at least this little thing still remains unchanged.
I know I’ll never see you again. But I know there is a place far from us on a different galaxy, on a different planet we are together. I’m holding your hands for the first time and promising you for that I’ll never let you go, looking into your dark eyes and telling how beautiful human being you are in every possible way and how much you mean to me, with tears in my eyes and joy on my lips. With the tears of joy and the joy of having you. I know it’s all stupid.I guess I have to act like I’m fine with not being fine. Without you. Dark Room Dancing | RY X https://youtu.be/CqjPlC2C1gI
When I say, I love you, it’s not because I want you
or because I can’t have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try. I’ve seen your kindness and your strength. I’ve seen the best and the worst of you. And I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are.
cuddled more. Put his head on your lap or on your chest. Stroke his hair, scratch his back lightly with your nails, rub his shoulders, kiss him on the top of his head. Anytime, not just when he’s feeling down or trying to fall asleep.
that I did not love you but I almost did. At one time, I might have loved you - at least, I felt I might have. If you were never loved by me, then nevertheless you were loveable to me. Last night I dreamt that your head lay on my stomach and traced the rise and fall of my breath. It felt completely normal - even though I knew once, we had left each other. Even though I knew we had wounded each other. In the dream state, forgiveness comes easily. I never loved you but I almost did. There are days when the breadth of ambiguity feels much worse. There are days I wish I would have loved you so I would know how to stop.
We’re all just passersby here Trying to beat away our own lonely times Some get close, others get closer And then a few rare becomes the closest Only to be drifted away again in timeOnce too intimate And now perfect strangers..