Love is a long way

Sometimes I think that I’m like a doll in your arms and that you look at me only as a baby. Although I know you feel something too, but you’re afraid. But I’m convinced that fearful love isn’t enough reason to say goodbye because if you really loved me, you would try it and I’m sure…

Fifty times

Fifty seconds of pleasure. Fifty minutes of birth. Fifty hours of leisure. Fifty days of mirth. Fifty weeks of innocence. Fifty months of strife. Fifty seasons of evidence. Fifty years of life. By Luca Arnaldo Read more texts by this author

I Was A Child Walking With Giants A Hundred Feet Tall

“I know you want me to come home running, but it might take a while, I got my heart in my hands and my head in the clouds.” Back 2 U by Steve Aoki and Boehm ft. Walk The Moon. It would be a terrible lie if I told you that I don’t struggle with…

Don’t fall for him//(Abort Mission)

Don’t fall for him. I repeat, do not. When the tall guy with the irresistible voice tells you he loves you, don’t believe him. When the guy with the amber colored eyes that you fell for in the first glimpse winks at you and gives you a half smirk half smile, don’t fall head over…

I laugh

I admit it and I confirm it, yes. I got more problems than garments in my drawers — and down there, between my veins and my failures, there are a lot of scars looking sideways that hurt when you touch them. I cry, I cry a lot and very loud, when I remember that I…

A Casket of Roses//

  I try to tell my friends That I am the same person On the outside. The same smile, The same tears, The same pale skin that is trying to cover my lifeless soul. But what has changed now Is my urge to look forward to things My excitement when I look at people. I…

One day.

  One day I will lift up the success that I have seen through the closed eyes of night. One day I will meet the love that I have seen through the open and close eyes by day and night. One day I will be changing up the thinking that I have seen through my…

Maybe

Maybe tonight or maybe tomorrow. May all that fight take ‘way that sorrow. Maybe one life or just one more morrow. Take all your time and make it great thorough. Maybe last year I just felt a bit lonely. Now I’m improving, I’m fighting so closely. Maybe this month I will reach out to you…

Stability Vs. Passion

    And you thought I’d never realise The secrets you hid The times you lied The days you spit excuses to not meet me The nights you let me believe you were up for me The words you swallowed back to keep it going The letters you backspaced so it wouldn’t cost you The…

Mistakes I’ve made, thoughts that lie

So far it feels like my freedom is accurate to my age. It doesn’t matter really, how old I am or how old are you, maybe it won’t be accurate for a lot longer so giving an extend explanation of it would be useless. So far I’m still confused by the diversity of deciding and…