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The Day YOU Became Ordinary To Me


Olá Bunnies...

You, I'm writing this for you and you only.
It's the last time I'll write about you, writing is part of my soul and you no longer belong there.
Writing is still one of my passions, one of my dreams, one that you didn't have the chance to steal.

You...
You were like a God made creature to me.
Perfect in every little imperfection.
You were funny, without trying hard.
You would laugh at every strange joke I made.
You were weird in your own special way...quirky...smart...goofy...amazing.................................
I was fascinated by you.

Until the day I failed you, and even after that, you were there for me... anytime...all the time... you were my world.

I protected you.
I defended you.
I supported you.
I believed in you.
I trusted you.
I loved you...

You. Failed. Me.
You. Did. It. On. Purpose.
You. Did. It. For. Revenge.
You. Destroyed. One. Of. My. Biggest. Dreams.

You. Knew. It.

For years I told you how big that dream was to me.
For years I felt bad for letting you down.
For years I fought for your forgiveness.
For years I fought for our friendship.
For years I fought for our love.

You dared to let me believe that everything was going to be ok.
You dared to build new dreams on my head.
You  dared to make me want those new dreams.
You dared to convince me to put my dream on your hands.

You destroyed it all.

You became mean.

You became a liar.

You became a traitor.

You became evil.

You were no longer that special creature full o light and joy that I trusted and loved so deeply.
You became like the others...

You became ordinary to me.


XoXo
Melody 
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At Night, I Visit My Demons




At night I visit my Demons...
I visit my Demons at night,
I visit them to make sure they are still there,
I visit them to make sure they didn't move,
I visit them to make sure they didn't come closer,
I visit them to get used to them...
I want to get used to them so they aren't evil anymore,
I want to get used to them so they become neutral,
I want to get used to them so they don't hurt me anymore.
My Demons never leave.
My Demons will always have a place in my heart,
Because my Demons have taken a piece of my soul.
My Demons aren't super natural.
My Demons are written with a capital D,
Because my Demons are people.
People of this land.
People of these world.
People with feelings.
People with lives.
People with Demons.
People like me.
At night I visit my Demons so they don't take the rest of my soul away.
At night I visit my Demons so I don't become one of them.


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