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Matieu Un ans sans toi est Long trèès long. Tu est LE plus important et tu le restera toujours. A la vie a la mort. À la vie à la mort.
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To a year full of things that have never been. Do what you love and love what you do. Oh well, enough said.
Ich dachte immer, eine derartige Sagenhaftigkeit stehe mir nicht zu, dieses fantastische Glück, diese unverdiente Seligkeit. Dieser Moment, in dem sich Zweie treffen, ungeahnt doch stets erhofft, sich spiegelnd gegenüberstehen und unweigerlich bewirken, dass jeder sich im andern findet. Jetzt zeigt sich beiden, was das Paradies ist und nie waren beide näher am Selbst, näher am wahrhaftigen Glück.
Reality and Fiction, together as one. Asymp; Leave a comment. How do we ever know we made the right choice? Can we ever know? .
The lack of your arms around me. Gripping my waist and pulling me closer. Has left my heart in a nomadic state. Recalling the heat from your body. Tingling against my cold skin. These thoughts capture my mind. Till I drown in a pool of forbidden echos. Each time I hear your voice. Almost like a lullaby, dulling my senses. My mind races to the abstract notion.