Why do you love someone more when you’re not in love?
Sometimes things fall through the little cracks in between my short fat fingers. I think I can save them if I stack my hands one over the other to cover the gaps. But that would also mean I have to let go of some of the things the other hand is already carrying.
Should I continue to hold on to those that fit nicely in my hands or save those that might slip through those holes formed by my imperfect fingers?
My Paintings, My Iphone
reblogged from lily-x
Don’t be so hard on yourself, they say. But if you don’t push yourself, who will?
My work here is done.
If it were smooth sailing, it would not be called relation-ships. Journeys out at sea are never certain.
Two days on we still talk about it. We try very hard to let the memories linger on. But deep inside, we all know that they will eventually fade away.