Text 8 Apr 2 notes Burning Bridges

By One Republic

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You and I were meant to be
Ain’t no doubt about it
No way to hide that sort of thing
Now I’m waiting for something better
Ain’t nothing better worth imagining

I, I keep on running
I’m building bridges that I know you never wanted
Look for my heart
You stole it away
Now I’ll never sing the road that I could take

Listen, I
Want you to burn my bridges down, down
I said I
Want you to burn my bridges down, down, down
Set me on fire
You set me
Set me on fire
You can burn my bridges down

Send this out to sea
You send it where you wanted
You can take a no for no or not at all
There’s no filling up your spaces with fictionary places
Imaginary faces they don’t work at all

I want you to burn my bridges down, down
I want you to burn my bridges down
Set me on fire
You set me

Set me on Fire, set me on Fire
I want you to burn my bridges down
I said, I want you to burn my bridges down, down, down
Set me on fire, set me on fire

Text 4 Apr 1 note Unsent #12

Dear Twin Flame,

Funny how I did not write you a letter on the 12th month since the last time I saw you. So this is unsent #12 on the 13th month. Well, I just thought then that one year of insanity is enough and that this should stop. But then there you are again, invading all of my thoughts lately.

I was then again transported to that dark and cold March morning. When we were the only 2 absurd human beings who came to see the sunrise as early as 4 am. What were we thinking? Then I remember us in that strange restaurant, busy with our watermelon seeds and the tofu bits.

I don’t know. I’ve just been missing you terribly lately. I don’t know what’s the point in all this. I guess I just want you to be here. I miss talking to you. A lot. Because that is the only time when I forget about the whole world. There was just you and me.

See you.

Photo 4 Apr But then I lost you again…

But then I lost you again…

Photo 31 Mar 72 notes

(Source: got-that-glee-ver)

Photo 10 Mar 3 notes And it sucks… And I lost myself too…
And I think I will miss you forever… 

And it sucks… And I lost myself too…

And I think I will miss you forever… 

Photo 5 Feb 5 notes "When love feels like magic, you call it Destiny. When destiny has a sense of humor, you call it Serendipity."

can’t wait for another moment like this…
see you

"When love feels like magic, you call it Destiny. When destiny has a sense of humor, you call it Serendipity."

can’t wait for another moment like this…

see you

Text 5 Feb Unsent #11

Dear Twin Flame,

I was having this weird feeling since yesterday. I suddenly kinda miss hearing your voice. That cute accent that you have. I also had flashes of you in my mind out of the blue. The details of your face abruptly crossed my mind. Then today, when I checked the calendar I was like, “so it is the 5th today…” 11 months since the last time I saw you. I was actually wondering if you too wonder about me. Time flew that fast huh. Not sure until when will I write to you. Maybe as long as I still think about you. My feelings hasn’t changed since 11 months ago. I still want to see you. Again. And I’ll be waiting.

See you.

Photo 16 Jan 3 notes I always will… 
see you

I always will… 

see you

Text 13 Jan Don’t Know Why

by Norah Jones

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I waited ‘til I saw the sun
I don’t know why I didn’t come
I left you by the house of fun
I don’t know why I didn’t come
I don’t know why I didn’t come

When I saw the break of day 
I wished that I could fly away
Instead of kneeling in the sand
Catching teardrops in my hand

My heart is drenched in wine
But you’ll be on my mind
Forever

Out across the endless sea
I would die in ecstasy
But I’ll be a bag of bones
Driving down the road along

My heart is drenched in wine
But you’ll be on my mind
Forever

Something has to make you run
I don’t know why I didn’t come
I feel as empty as a drum

I don’t know why I didn’t come

I don’t know why I didn’t come

I don’t know why I didn’t come

Text 13 Jan Unsent #10

Dear Twin Flame,

I had this weird dream the other night. Weird because you were there but I can’t see you. I am absolutely sure that you were in the next room with mine. I knew you were sleeping. I could hear your voice. I could hear you breathing. It’s just that I didn’t see you.

It happened the same night when I accidentally found those 2 notes I’ve written for you. I’ve actually already forgotten that I wrote them. But there they are, I stumbled upon them. Were you thinking of me too at that moment? I think I’m going crazy again.

Just like those times that we parted and never said goodbye, still I would say…

See you.


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