måndag, maj 02, 2011

"They didn't want her here, but she couldn't make herself leave. So she melted..."

Sometimes, just sometimes, these small things can make you lose it. It's just words, they dont mean anything. But they can still make you sad. A frase that doesnt mean anything. It can make you fall from the sky like the red apple in the autumnwind. It has no bigger meaning, its purpose is not to harm you, but still you are sad. Because it makes you hurt. Because it makes you wish. Because it makes you jealouse. Bacause it makes your insides burn in desire and despair. But the words are nothing. They dont mean anything. But still... You keep feeling all these things.