I have seen the beauty of flowers in human faces too.If I talk about sunflowersDarling so are you!
He was the smell of life in every monsoon rain.She was the sound of death in autumn's rustling pain
Your fingers slowly entwined in mine and suddenly life made sense
Like a slight ray of sunlight on a cloudy day, she let out a small whimper of laughter, A facade to mask the years of pain as she gulped down her third glass of amber swirls.
Every problen has a solutionEvery fight has a winnerEvery pain has a lessonEvery prayer has a blessing シ
She is both bound and freed, sunshine and storm, stone and crystal as much as she is love and war©unravelingthoughts
She is a rainbowThat paints the sky with all her coloursYou just name those: loud, shy, mad, sweet, kind, mean, crazy, passionate, lazy, beautiful.She is this, that, and yes, that too.She is everything but not fake.Always real, authentic and pure❄©unraveling_thoughts
Her heart was an open bookWith beautiful pages and detailed lettering,She wanted people to read her storyIn hope that it would make them write their own.Instead,Every person who came across the pages of her heart,Ripped out their favorite story and took it away with them. They folded back pages, and bent up the corners.They signed their name with sloppy handwriting and left with a simple 'goodbye'.Now,This book is tucked away in the darkest parts of her, because no one wants to read a tragic story with a bad ending©the_lost_phoenixx
I think love is when two people make each other love themselves more©magnanimous_
Lost, found and forgotten, this cycle is neverending©magnanimous