I hold on to all your memories,
Hoping we might relive the days
Sometime in the future!
Is this how they create fiction?-
I urge my heart to believe
In a deceitful story
That you think of me
As much as I
Think of you!-
Don't make me hate you,
Loving you is difficult enough already !-
The memories come to drench you,
Eventually becoming overwhelming -
And hard to handle.
Your desire to reach out to them,
Begins to absorb all your thoughts -
And you give in.
Is this natural?
Is this fatal?-
Never before has
a countdown been better;
Let's quickly sprint towards
"Happy New Year"!-
We often end up assuming people mean a hypothetical world when they say "you mean the world to me"
Let me point out something on behalf of the very few people who actually mean what they say -
You do, my darling, mean the whole world to me.
My life is all about you.
My time is all about you.
My soul is all about you.
People keep giving me "love yourself above everyone" crap.
I do love myself, but not more than you honey.
You do, my darling, mean the whole world to me.-
No matter what you do;
people will mock, people will talk.
So remember darling -
The trick is to walk past the clock;
soar high, and cause havoc !-
And when you're around honey,
All I want, is to lose myself in the warm embrace of your arms.
To fiddle with your fingers.
To bask in your presence!-
Isn't it funny
how we always want
to orbit around the people we love !
- Klaus Mikaelson-