25.old

verachten für die, die das streben nach einem besserem ich aufgegeben haben.

24.new

we use to complicate things, is it because if our inability to understand our drives and motivations as that simple and boring?

24.old

beyond the horizon of my dreams
you play the music to the echoes of my feelings

23.new

Each time we met, my words crumble to dust
Each time you pick the remains and give them meaning again.
You beat me every time.

23.old

the glimpse of true emotion makes my ordinary life look like a fading flower in the desert of cold seed.

22.new

we use to complicate things, is it because if our inability to understand our drives and motivations as that simple and boring?

22.old

the echoes of love long gone haunt my dreams. No daylight nor the embrace of night make them go away. My returning power seem to strenghten them.
My fears become obvious, small

21.not that new

How many dissapointments do we need to cool down like a dying sun?
Empty shell is that will be left.
How much love is needed for us to go supernova?