thisis a place where i am alone. just me, no one else. expressing whats inside me to myself.
u're not obligated to stay
all my thoughts and anxieties reside here
they call me Arle but my nickname is Arlecchino.
i have two names, by the way:
u're not obligated to stay
all my thoughts and anxieties reside here
they call me Arle but my nickname is Arlecchino.
i have two names, by the way:
Saya and Sara. the first means "shadow" in kurdish languages, and the other means "joy" or "happiness." u are free to call me by any name u like.@Xill_llq
Arle, Arlecchino
why do i see his eyes in the eyes of others? why do i see his face wherever i go? did he choose a dwelling place for himself amidst their eyes? or have all of creation become like the beloved? i love him
nay, i love everything about him
i have even come to love his sins because of my love for him.
@7:18
nay, i love everything about him
i have even come to love his sins because of my love for him.
@7:18
and amidst the throng of passersby, i turned around.
I turned around, for i glimpsed ur image in the faces of strangers
and for a moment I thought the absence was just a lie.
iam now drowning in ur small details
those i never imagined would break me
tired of pretending I'm okay, while longing gnaws at my heart, without my heart finding a haven or a path to forgetting.
I turned around, for i glimpsed ur image in the faces of strangers
and for a moment I thought the absence was just a lie.
iam now drowning in ur small details
those i never imagined would break me
tired of pretending I'm okay, while longing gnaws at my heart, without my heart finding a haven or a path to forgetting.
# !! π¦π¨uπΉ ππΆsπ¨π«ππ²πΏ πͺ
The Cut That Always Bleeds - Conan Gray Sped Up
this song expresses a genuine feeling
My soul fades like a forgotten phantom in the throng of strangers... and my breaths ragged in my chest like a blade tearing through the silence
iam trapped between "here" and "there",, neither the earth can contain me nor absence have mercy on me
have u ever experienced dying while still alive... because someone forgot to say ur name?
iam trapped between "here" and "there",, neither the earth can contain me nor absence have mercy on me
have u ever experienced dying while still alive... because someone forgot to say ur name?
i stand on the precipice of oblivion, the winds whipping away what remains of ur features in my memory.
my chest aches with silent cries, heard only by an endless, long night.
i search for ur face in the faces of passersby
like a stranger who has lost his homeland in the hustle and bustle of life.
have u ever seen a homeland abandon its citizens
leaving them exiled within its own borders?
my chest aches with silent cries, heard only by an endless, long night.
i search for ur face in the faces of passersby
like a stranger who has lost his homeland in the hustle and bustle of life.
have u ever seen a homeland abandon its citizens
leaving them exiled within its own borders?
shall i conceal my love for u? and how can the heart hide it
when the eyes blaze with its revelation? shall i deny longing? No.. iam consumed by yearning that follows me
and finds me, and i appease it.
i walk towards u, my steps bound to u, as if i were a ship whose harbor has been lost.
ily now⦠no yesterday binds me
nor tomorrow, only my love whispers to it.
@7:18
when the eyes blaze with its revelation? shall i deny longing? No.. iam consumed by yearning that follows me
and finds me, and i appease it.
i walk towards u, my steps bound to u, as if i were a ship whose harbor has been lost.
ily now⦠no yesterday binds me
nor tomorrow, only my love whispers to it.
@7:18
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