“I am trying to find the courage to be tender in my life. I know that violent people are weak people. Only the gentle are ever really strong.” -James Dean
(Source: norahsilverbergs)
Even in Fairytales.
When you realise those fairy tales you had always believed in are not real, that is when you start to believe that sometimes evil can concur good. When this happens all we can hope is that the evil does not take over their life. There is a rare occasion when you are simply overcome by darkness that your knight in shining armour wether it be a family member, loved one or friend can pull you out of the darkness and into the light.
xo
For this is something one has yet to say
For you I would not be who I am today
When darkness plagues me in everyway; you are the flicker of light that guides me through the day.
When they invade my dreams like a thief of the night, you are the only angel in site.
Darkness met Sunlight, in the corner of one’s eyes, constant bewilderment and awfully naive. You helped me look beyond flaws and insecurities to see only beauty.
To you I thank, in the light I now shine.
For all of this was but a sign.
That because of you it will be just fine
With elegance and praise
I am here for you, forever and always
- myself.
I’ll cross my heart and hope to die
Before I have the chance to lie
To you, my dear, who I wish no harm
But I know in the end this will turn out wrong
See I’ve been known to fall in love
But sometimes love just is not enough
And my heart will stray before too long
So please forgive me for when I sing this song
Hidden love.
The hunt for the feeling of being loved and the never ending search for the person inside.
Constantly hiding in the shadows of the day, hoping that one day our lips will collide.
We try our best to be the perfect person, the person to go to; the best friend.
Hoping that one day maybe you will return the trend, but with this we give you are hearts in the only form we can.
In the emptiness of your shadows, we are the love that you will never see, the love that you will never feel, the lovers you will never hold; and the love that never began.
- My acount, allpoetry.com
Base By: Jahrenesis
