(Source: thecolorsofmymind)
(Source: thecolorsofmymind)
I can’t take this anymore. We had the most lovely night together and only to be denied the divine right of one love by extenuating circumstances. Why has this external source been given the power to penetrate a possible existence of harmony? Has this world not enough strife? Is there not enough wrong? Or is this simply a barricade of God, keeping things straight? Perhaps it is a barrier that is meant to break.
5am: After a long conversation about hellish incidents in their lives…
Him: “I probably look awful.”
Her: “You look just lovely.”
Him: “You have circles under your eyes…”
Both: “Hahahahahha”
“I’ll close my eyes, then I won’t see
The love you don’t feel when you’re holdin’ me.
Mornin will come and I’ll do what’s right.
Just give me till then to give up this fight.
And I will give up this fight.
‘Cause I can’t make you love me,
if you don’t.
You can’t make your heart feel something it won’t.”
I am entirely enveloped in rapture,
I dream of the moment whence our lips will meet.
Every heart vibrates to that iron string.