Příspěvky

Zobrazují se příspěvky z květen, 2017

platonická

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myšlenkám na Tebe propadám bortí se pode mnou zem podlamují se mi kolena občas nevím, kde právě jsem došla mi slova kradmým pohledem do Tvých očí jiskřících představím si, že spolu utečem někam daleko, kde něco pocítím zavřu oči, tak na okamžik ožije to já a Ty, Ty a já Tvůj dech se na mé kůži rozpije konečně jsem svá a když oči zase otevřu všude je nekončící pronikavá tma já odcházím ve strachu že vlastně doopravdy budu Tvá made in my head, just in case, for one day to understand

dead love

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Have you ever died when somebody fell in love with you? Actually, it happened once to me, as far as I can remember. It was a day like others, nothing special happened. I considered it as an ordinary day, until I met you. It was you, who brightened this shady day. You, standing in front of me, looking into my eyes, like you wanted to ask a question. You didn't, maybe you were scared of me, of my eyes and what you saw in them at the moment, so I just left without a word, without an answer. Although I noticed you before, I never cared. I didn't care about anyone until you came to my life. My shy blue eyes had never connected to anyones before. Since that day, the day like no other, my heart was secretly gently touched. I often found myself thinking of you, imagining what it would be like if you were in love with me. It was not like before. I had a desire to see you, and when I didn't, I was dissapoited and sad. Although I met you next day, I was cold, acted like I didn'