Inscrit le: 16 Oct 2017
|Posté le: Jeu 7 Déc - 13:05 (2017) Sujet du message: My long intervals of horrible sanity
|The image is planted on my brain, frozen. Every piece of hair floating, waving against your face, following the wind. I've seen how you look at me, even when I can't see it - I feel it. Powerful. Deep. Dark eyes that shine, for everyone... but for me: a black hole. In the best way possible. The dark shade that attracts me, filled with the tears that chackle me to you, the darkness that I want to lose myself in. Your look tells me our story, your look reminds me of our love. The amount of love it shouldn't be allowed for just two people to share. Too much, way more than we could handle. The contrast of that nebulous day with your pale skin. The contrast of your dark eyes with your skin. Your look. The jet black hair dancing in the wind, hiding your expression, the way your lips force the smallest, fake smile... you don't have to. Not with me. You can see it in my eyes too. Your look tells me everything I need to know. The first tear runs fast, down it goes, right in the direction of your pink lush lips, my favorite, you know that. Is tasting it painful? May I kiss you and taste it? That would get a real smile out of you. The most beautiful smile. Most beautiful girl. I would love to lighten you up, just the thought of it and your eyes sparkle... don't you think it's a violation to just read my mind like that? Now I'm the one smiling. Don't you think you're too far from me? This wind, this day... let me warm you up, lighten up those dark sad eyes, feel your lips on me, love you the way we usually do.
I didn't find the right solution from the internet.
animated video explainer