ludvvig

"Trying to give to the nameless emotions a story where to live in." IG: stunner_louzero Wattpad: Ludvvig TheCreator

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  • ludvvig 165w

    Neptune

    She was tired. Her body was aching. She barely could breathe. This obsession that she had for this man was killing everything that she is.

    She was lost. Drifting into an open sea she was mad at her God. Tirelessly she prayed to break free but nothing was happening. She was trapped in his dead and cold wolf eyes.

    His eyes. She convinced herself that her happiness was in them. She really wanted. She hoped. She believed.

    The truth is that she was digging her grave. She willing closed the cage in which she is living now. Surrounded by ice and dead trees, all that she could fight for was her light.

    It was the only one thing that she had. She would press it tightly against her chest. Closing her eyes, hoping for the best.

    She would not give up this fight. The thrill of it all. Passion vs Sanity. And she found it. The answer. It was within her. Not in her God nor in her strength.

    Fighting for her light remembered her that it all starts with Self-love.
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  • ludvvig 170w

    Stay

    I will stay.
    Just this once.
    Because we all need someone to stay.
    I will keep you close but just this once.
    I will sell you hope and brush your bones.
    Despite what happened, I hate to see you helpless.
    You were the fire inside of me and my tomorrows.
    I know that you're trying to hold on to these 3 words we used to say but our Hallelujah is a just a broken echo. Stuck in this in-between give up is the smartest thing to do.
    Tonight, I will hold on to you.
    Cry it out.
    I've heard that tears make sense out of anything.
    We all need someone to stay, but we all deserve to be loved and happy.
    Turn me into all your yesterdays.
    ©ludvvig

  • ludvvig 172w

    Quote #123

    I've heard that tears make sense out of anything.
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  • ludvvig 172w

    Quote #159

    our Hallelujah is a just a broken echo
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  • ludvvig 173w

    Remember You

    No matter what happens, I will remember you. Don't forget that I was here. I could see you back when you were invisible. I was here before all of this. Your memory is safe with me. I will remember you.

    You did what you did, please forgive yourself and forget it all. I will hold you tight waiting for your glitters to dim-out within your ice cold body. I will remember you under the sun. Warm and happy. Even if I am not the one who holds the smoking gun, note that I am deeply sorry. I wish I could have been able to fix his mistakes.

    Once the trumpets will be out, I will sing the universe to you. May you be at peace. Breathe out all of the pain they put in your inside. It's time to let go. I have promised you that I would send you to the Lord. And once the morning will come, I will bring you to him. Remain in peace, I will remember you. Your memory is safe with me.

    I will remember you...
    ©ludvvig

  • ludvvig 173w

    Quote #846

    He is in love and he believes
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  • ludvvig 173w

    Quote #842

    Your memory is safe with me. I will remember you.
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  • ludvvig 173w

    Strings Made of Ice

    She wanted to stay free. She wanted to stay away from him and his devilish touches. But the desire was growing in her inside and soon, it started to break and crush everything. Bones, flesh and organs.

    It was scary but awfully good. Quickly a peaceful feeling named "happiness" surrounded her soul. She wanted to get away but it was too late. He had already sewed their hearts with strings made of ice. She fell in his arms, he wrapped her with his unbroken promises.

    They were two in one. He could read the Holy Scriptures in her eyes, therefore he needed to call her by his name. She agreed to run the risk to be intimate with Brokenness: she offered him her freedom.
    ©ludvvig

  • ludvvig 173w

    Quote #258

    A love as true and as deep as the sea.
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  • ludvvig 174w

    Quote #369

    She wanted to get away but it was too late. He had already sewed their hearts with strings made of ice.
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