"You have just pierced my soul and turned it upside-down..."

"There were moments when you slipped off of my mind.
And it lasted for a while...
Then it all came back crushing like the waves on the pointy cliffs. And the same feeling, an overwhelming sensation of your absence pressed my chest with one powerful hit and settled there. Hurting..."

"I still think about you..."

July 3, 2013

"I've never asked you anything...
Please be there tomorrow.
Just be there.
Where all my dreams start and end..."

Meg

Yours

"There is something that troubles me... You see yourself in everything I do. You have seen the similarity between someone who has been chosen on purpose to look like you. You've opened the heart and ask for your picture. You've told me I'm yours. And I wish I have been offended. 

Sometimes I think I know the answers, even before I ask the questions. The rest of the time I'm just wandering do you honestly care about me. The truth is - I don't think I wanna know. I could be anything, blind, jealous, sad, indifferent, impatient, all the bad thing you can think of. But one thing I'm not - stupid. I know I could never be yours... And the moment you'd told me that you want me I would have been crushed. Because than, I'd have to say no. At least like this I can still pretend that I have a choice..."

"I could be yours if you write me a letter.

I could be yours if you see me in the street.

I could be sometimes, always or never...

I could be all of the things you'd ask of me."

"I want this to be the wine talking. I'm not so positive I could count on that though.
It's been a while.
Guess you thought I'm over you.
Guess I thought I'm over you.
Don't know who of us two should be more disappointed. But I miss you. Damn it, I miss you. Still waiting for you around every corner, still imaging I could sense your perfume, your presence. I know it's not right... The way I'm searching for you when I shouldn't, the way I'm ignoring the others. You would understand... I have this need that has been torturing me for days to tell you how much I've missed you. I spin this picture inside my head like a broken record - me hugging you, whispering those words to you, and you thinking... god knows what. I haven't figure out that part yet. But I know you care about me, you can't deny me that. Now I know it.
I know it would hurt to see you with her, believe me I'm well aware of that. But the trick is, that is still the risk I would gladly take, just so to be able to see you for a moment. Just for a stupid little moment... For all you know, I barely think of you when we're apart. For the sake of argument, let's say you're wrong, there is one hypothetical question, how am I going to endure for two more months?
This is my piece of paper, I can write whatever I want... I want to say this, and forgive my selfish reasons, but it won't affect you in any way... I can write, since I can't say...
I miss you... Miss you more than I could say..."