Forbidden Love

NostalgiaSometimes, I miss you.Nostalgia
The winds blows the wrong way and the right way
as I am flung in the opposite direction.
after countless other eyes meeting yours and countless harmonizing do re mi to cover up the lies; after the sun became my own mirage, after the sun became yours,
I wonder why I still think of you after the earth has revolved so many times since our last encounter, our last touch of the nose.
I suppose I am healed, but which wound,
the one which tore open my heart or the one which made it explode?
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I'm going to go sit over here and be jealous now.
i really appreciate it
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[i]Happiness is never grand.[/i]
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an interesting fate awaits everyone, mouse or man, who does not conform.
-the tale of despereaux
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beauty is the shape that love gives to things...
favourite on one of my
photographs, i really
appreciate the support.
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[NØTHING/REAL] Photography
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