I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
The Language Of Stars
Love:
To discover there's at least one other real person on planet Earth.
Loss:
To discover that the aliens, can look just like you.
Thinking you have found that one real person, only to be deceived, they just there to see what benefit they can get out of you... This was written in the stars.
Im awake but somewhere else stll, in a dreamy realm, sleepy, but aware in that of which the illusion of time still exists to some. We belong where our hearts are, home is in the stars.
What a great depiction, alas I remember one post you wrote in the past that referred to heartbreak as being left with an alien heart.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous.
Stars, planets, suns, the universe and aliens tend to be a running theme for me.
ReplyDeleteThank you <3
STELLLLLAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteThey can. Who cares ....
ReplyDeleteLove: a four letter word which has many different meanings.
ReplyDeleteLoss: you're a foreign being to yourself. You don't know who you are. Attempting to speak a language native to a land in which you don't belong.
Me: the realist person you've ever met.
You: look into my eyes. It's ok, they're yours.
Symetry.
Love: the key to loss.
ReplyDeleteLoss: the wasteland of your soul, and trying to remember that alone-ness isn't all that scary.
I'm on my way to heaven.
ReplyDeleteThinking you have found that one real person, only to be deceived, they just there to see what benefit they can get out of you... This was written in the stars.
ReplyDeleteThere is so much people in this planet that don't belong here anymore uuuhfff .... ;)
ReplyDeleteNothing bad about it, it's natural
I can't leave behind a misspelling.
ReplyDeleteSymmetry.
You know what's natural? My hair color now.
ReplyDeleteI love this!
ReplyDeleteOnly just discovered your site now... loving it, thank you!
ReplyDeleteThat's not star dust, it's soot, left over from the house I burnt down.
ReplyDeleteDirty blonde.
ReplyDeleteYour alien heart will find home someday.
ReplyDeleteMy heart is not alien. I already have.
ReplyDeleteLOOK HOW THEY SHINE FOR YOU.
ReplyDeleteWill you finish writingTromagnetia with me. It is good but it is missing U. Will u jsut finally write with me?
ReplyDeleteIm awake but somewhere else stll, in a dreamy realm, sleepy, but aware in that of which the illusion of time still exists to some. We belong where our hearts are, home is in the stars.
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