Beauty and Madness

In complete wierdness and randomness, I found my self comparing a broken heart to a papercut.A simple paper. thin. weightless. harmless. But in a second, you don't know when, you don't know why, you don't know how... it cuts you. It doesn't mean to, but it does. You do not see a single drop of blood coming out of your flesh but you feel it. It seems so little but it hurts like hell. You don't want to complain about it for it is so little people will think you're nuts. You do not cry for long because you know sooner or later it will go away. But then it stays there for quite a while. It hurts more when you think that it's there, then it goes away slowly whithout you even realising it. *going through a comparison...* searching... searching... searching... A simple lover. sweet. caring. kind. innocent. But in time, you dont know when, you dont know why...he leaves you. He hurts you. It breaks you. There are times he doesn't mean to, but mostly he does. You ...

The taste of tears is salty The cause of it is bitter The root of it was sweet When these salty tears come to fill my eyes there is only one bitter reason why, and that is the sweet memorie of us.The song we sang played and we lived with it. It sang our life and our feelings synchronized with reality. But our song didn't end with the word forever nor did it end with us, it ended with the word I didn't realise was possible, it all ended with the word you. Not us, not me but you. We promised to understand each other and never cause one pain, but in reality, it was simply inevitable. Before, one smile was all it took and my heart leaped with joy. But one day not a word was spoken but a heart weeping filled the room.Together we used to dream about sunsets and gazing at the stars. Then one day we slept and woke up not having a chance to dream as one again. I dont know why these sweet memories still have to linger in my mind, it's gotta be forgotten.It caused bitter feeling insid...

You said to me once that maybe you have lost your gift. You felt like the talents and abilities you have just vanished. I thought about what you said and realise that you can't just suddenly lose these things. With trauma? Okei...maybe, but waking up and not knowing how to sing or draw is not. Some of these you learn through your life, some you were just born with and Sometime its your passion that makes you good at it. You didn't lose it, maybe it just wasn't your day, or it wasn't the time for you to find this gift. But you know, I should say something very similar to what you have said. I did not lose my gift, but I lost a gift. It was a gift I have prayed for every night. A gift God gave to me, and I was very thankful for it. A gift that made me so happy I couldn't ask for more. But I guess this gift wasn't meant for me, it was just there for me to try. I had it for a while, learned how it felt like to have it and how to let go of it. It was the gift of you ...