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My red flag is isolating myself when life gets dark and messy. I'd stay silent, pull away, push those I love away and hide. But, it's also when I crave being found the most, where I long for a heartfelt conversation and pay attention to every gesture of kindness.

why are we the villans ?

why not her?

why is she our mother nature,

when she has always tried to tear us apart ?

why are we the villans?

why do we think that mother nature protects us,

when all her efforts were to end us?

i wonder why

why do we assume nature to be on our side.

something snapped between us today.

I was so sure that you will be there.

But when I needed you so desperately . You were gone.

When I was falling apart , you turned your back on me.

Of course , it's not your fucking fault.

I expected you to be there. I don't know . I don't know if I have ever failed to be there for you. But it hurts. Alot. You know, I was ready. I was finally all ready to let you in. Fully. To tell you that past. To let you know all that we can do together. To finally have found the right one. But I guess I was getting ahead.

Just like that, I am alone.

passion.

it's supposed to be the burning flame,

the light that guides you forward,

the torch that lits the way.

but

sometimes,

the flame reduces to nothing but a spark.

and

the light seems so far that all you see is darkness.

and sometimes,

the torch burns a bit too much,

leaving us all in burned pieces.

~K

i am living the

best daydream and

worst nightmare

at the same time.

bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements

i tried so hard

to keep her away

from the darkness

but

turns out

hard isn't good enough.

you have been on my mind for so long,

you have been my dream,

my first and last thought of a day,

and that's why

its so hard for me.

to let you go.

as if you never mattered.

it kinda hurts.

to know that one day

i will never be enough .