I truly believe in it.
And that's why sometimes it hearts so much. It burns like hell. It seems like someone's giving little bites in between your stomach and your lungs.
I truly believe in it.
And that's why sometimes the world gets crazy and a blur possesses your mind. And you start spinning and spinning and spinning.
I truly believe in it.
And that's why sometimes you go to bed and cry. Your pillow is not enough to suck up all your thoughts and you don't sleep. And your mind starts to fly away.
I truly believe in it.
And that's why sometimes you get so dissapointed. And the floor opens itself to a huge hole that digs you into and doesn't not allow you to get off. And all you truely believe fade into dark.
And you? In what do you believe?
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i'm still amazed how you can read my thoughs and emotions with so much flatland and silence in-between us. in a way, i'm facing my black holes all over again.
but...
in the end of all the crying, and the thinking, and the feeling, and the losing without getting lost, or getting lost without losing it, and finding myself again, i truly believe, i do.
I always did, or will.
I do believe.
in You.
You, my shadow, my opposite and my reflection.
m.
Wow...
You made a believer out of me.
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