“For some people, empty streets are a horror, for others empty streets are a joy! It's all about hating or enjoying solitude!”
“Will I find a place in your memory? Or if you choose to write a story, I wonder if you will remember? Or will I be your forgotten December?”
Source: Narcissistic Romanticism
“Sometimes I was so lonely I thought I might wither into ash and drift away on the next errant breeze.”
Source: The Ten Thousand Doors of January
“With every breath we can end it all, The gift of life is not for all, But our long bloodless crawl, Like kings without a quest, The real romance is in this feeling of death…”
Source: Narcissistic Romanticism
“For a grownup like me, To learn from her, What it takes to love, It comes naturally to her…”
Source: Narcissistic Romanticism
“I am scared to look inside me, Except me everyone else is in here, And they said education was the cure, Now of not even one thing that I am sure…”
Source: Narcissistic Romanticism
“If your photographs can make me shiver, Even In the warmth of a burning wax. If just a simple glance from you, Can destroy the difference between, Night and day and the time in between, And I even fear to look into those beautiful brown eyes, Are those eyes doors to another realm?”
Source: Narcissistic Romanticism
“I want no fate other than what is written by her, For I believe in her providence. And even if my heart is meant to be broken, I want her to do that honour, For I pray to her to grant me a warm ending…”
Source: Narcissistic Romanticism
“Feel the bewitchment of silence, Stop the negotiations within, Give up the armistice with failure, When everything is lost which was meant to be, And now all that remains is you…”
Source: Narcissistic Romanticism
“Let her flower gracefully, No matter which garden she chooses to be in, No matter which season it is, No matter who the gardener is, Let there be admirers and lovers at her doorsteps, Let there be worshipers at her feet, Let there be love and let her be loved…”
Source: Narcissistic Romanticism