I got hurt. Really Hurt. and sometimes when that happens , something inside me shuts off

Sometimes you have to let people go..

because they are toxic to you.

Let them go because.. they take and take and take..

and leave you empty.

Let them go because in the ocean of life when you're trying to do is stay afloat ,

They are the anchor that's drowning.

I'm really scared to taste happiness, and then to see it disappear, as soon as it appeared.

It feels like a thousand of exclamation point in my heart..



and one, one big question mark..
Constantly,
Constantly,
Constantly,


In my  mind.



Can you imagine someone who figures out why you're so guarded?

Can you imagine finding someone..
who stays??

No matter what you put them through
They always remain in the front porch
waiting for you..


The line never goes out.
Your outline always remain in the bedsheet.


They never fill your draw in their wardrobe..
They become a part of you..


and you become a part of them..


so much so that they were to ever go missing..
it would feel like you went missing too.

i'm afraid..

Those minutes, when i'm alone..
just me and my guitar..
I think a lot.. a lot of things came out my mind..
I think about anything and everything..

My whole life i've been telling myself..
"Don't be afraid.."

And it is only now..
That i'm realizing how stupid that is..
Don't be afraid..
Like saying..
"don't move out of the way.. when someone tries to punch you.
or "Don't flinch at the heat of the fire.."
or "don't blink" or "don't be human."

But the truth is, I am afraid..
i am afraid of everything..
i feel like i wanna run ..
i want to runaway from them and come toward the biggest feet in the world and hug them
tightly and not to let go of them :'(

yes..

Things break all the time..
glass.. and dishes.. and fingernails...
cars and Contract... Potato chips :P
You can break a record, a horse..
a dollar.. also you can break the ice..

There are coffee breaks and lunch breaks and prison breaks..
Days breaks, waves break.. voice breaks..
Chains can be broken..
So can silence and fever...
Promises break.
Heart break.

And all you feel now is the scarlet of the day.

Middle of nowhere, finally you can breathe,
Nobody knows Your name, It's easier.

Shut your eyes tightly, Clench your fists til' they almost bleed.
Cautiously, lightly Gently exposed what's underneath.

And all you feel now is the scarlet of the day,
Even it's real, you can't stay

So there you go, You're gone for good,
So there you go, You're gone for good.

Your mind is swollen,
From months of thoughts without release..
They've taken their toll on you..
This very moment of
timid and fragile honesty
Is precious and rare feeling...

Holding hands.. Holding hands.. Holding hands.

Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, i.e kissing, hugging, sexing.., the act of holding hands is often trivialized in its true implications. 

Promises.

The strongest type of TRUST, when you can't count on someone,

when you need them the most through the tough and frustrating times.

A promise ensures that everything will be safe and alright.

Promises also keep a friendship and relationship powerful through the worst and corrupted times.

The feeling knowing that someone has your back and is always looking out for you enhances

your happiness and success.

Through the best and the worse, ever since we were kids, pinky promises will never broken and caused things to be perfect :)