writing the unsaid
I’ve been living on borrowed time since the day I opened my eyes to a new life I’ve feared letting go of the past for too long now it’s time to close the door it’s time to say goodbye to what I’ve feared the most I’ve been living on borrowed time counting down the days,…
Cat de ciudat, nu ti se pare? Cum ne-am gasit fara sa stim, fara sa vrem, din intamplare Cat de naiv e tot, nu ti se pare? Tot ce traim, tot ce simtim, emotii vii, un pic neclare; chiar si tacerea pe care o impartim Cat de frumos, nu ti se pare? Inima mi se…
My eyes hide stories that no lips have enough words to tell; So, when people came too close I used to look away My hands hide stories that no touch has enough skin to feel; So, when people came to take my hand I used to pull it back My chest hides stories that nobody…