Wise and silent waiting for someone to love me waiting for someone to kiss me i'm fifteen years old and i feel it's already too late to live don't you? you, always.
"to live in this world, you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go." mary oliver
Rien n'est jamais acquis à l'homme ni sa force ni sa faiblesse ni son coeur et quand il croit ouvrir ses bras son ombre est celle d'une croix et quand il croit serrer son bonheur il le broie sa vie est un étrange et douloureux divorce il n'y a pas d'amour heureux sa vie elle ressemble à ces soldats sans armes qu'on avait habillés pour un autre
Though i'm far away i know i'll stay, i know i'll stay right there with you and though it might be too late what would you say? what would you say? what would you do?