I've gone deliriousAnd the only way I can communicate
with humans is through art with subtle meanings.
shit.
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(my thoughts)
-A while ago you told me that i was the only guy you've actually had real feelings for, did you actually mean that?
-yes of course, why wouldn't I? What makes you think differently??
-Idk i was kinda just thinking about it and i kinda found it hard to believe
-If you're talking about My ex-sure I liked him a little but when we were together but it wasn't anything like what I feel with you. There just wasn't anything happening between us. There was no spark. It wasnt even real love. With you it's so much different. Like I don't even know how to really describe it but it's the best feeling when I'm around you. I would say that I loved him, but it didn't feel real at all. When I say it to you, I actually feel emotion with it. It's a very powerful one that I can't even categorize as a certain feeling. It's like a rush of everything.
If I should die before I wake
It’s ‘cause you took my breath away
Losing you is like living in a world with no air
Oh
I’m here alone, didn’t wanna leave
My heart won’t move, it’s incomplete
Wish there was a way that I can make you understand
But how do you expect me
to live alone with just me
‘Cause my world revolves around you
It’s so hard for me to breathe
Tell me how I’m supposed to breathe with no air
Can’t live, can’t breathe with no air
It’s how I feel whenever you ain’t there
It’s no air, no air
Got me out here in the water so deep
Tell me how you gonna be without me
If you ain’t here, I just can’t breathe
It’s no air, no air
No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
I walked, I ran, I jumped, I flew
Right off the ground to float to you
There’s no gravity to hold me down for real
But somehow I’m still alive inside
You took my breath, but I survived
I don’t know how, but I don’t even care
So how do you expect me
to live alone with just me
‘Cause my world revolves around you
It’s so hard for me to breathe
Tell me how I’m supposed to breathe with no air
Can’t live, can’t breathe with no air
It’s how I feel whenever you ain’t there
It’s no air, no air
Got me out here in the water so deep
Tell me how you gonna be without me
If you ain’t here, I just can’t breathe
It’s no air, no air
No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
No more
It’s no air, no air
Tell me how I’m supposed to breathe with no air
Can’t live, can’t breathe with no air
It’s how I feel whenever you ain’t there
It’s no air, no air
Got me out here in the water so deep
Tell me how you gonna be without me
If you ain’t here, I just can’t breathe
It’s no air, no air
No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
Tell me how I’m supposed to breathe with no air
Can’t live, can’t breathe with no air
It’s how I feel whenever you ain’t there
It’s no air, no air
Got me out here in the water so deep
Tell me how you gonna be without me
If you ain’t here, I just can’t breathe
It’s no air, no air
No air, air
No air, air
No air, air
No air”
I hate when adults say
Young people don’t know what love is.
How do you know?
What if
We’re actually experiencing love
And you are not?
What if
It weakens as you grow older?
What if
It isn’t “love” you’re encountering?
What if
It’s nonexistent past a certain age?
What if
You’re wrong?
I need to calm down
but I can’t.
Today in English our teacher asked us to write about what love was.
What it means.
How its shown or expressed.
What you can love.
And my only reply was:
Love is stupid.
Just that.
Nothing else.
I don’t freak out about many things,
But when it comes to dreaming and having to do with the brain
I get delirious.
Lucid dreaming freaks me out because there is so much that could go wrong.
You can get stuck between dreaming and reality.
You don’t know when you’re awake or when you’re just making up your own reality.
It is said that if you die in your dreams that you can die in real life due to your heart stopping because your brain thinks you’re actually dead.
You could stop breathing.
You can’t actually fall asleep so you have to trick your body and pretend like you are.
I don’t like to mess around with that stuff.
I think it’s too powerful for us to be able to fully control.
My boyfriend doesn’t know about my little superstition.
Tonight he thought it would be a good idea to try lucid dreaming.
I tried to talk him out of it but he insisted on trying it.
I tried to explain my thoughts on it without sounding mildly insane.
He then said that if I was worried so much about it
He wouldn’t do it.
But I don’t want to him to think I’ve gone mad.
So I told him to do it
But be careful..
I broke down and cried a little.
Why?
I can’t say.
I then proceeded to think back about my teachers question again.
What is love?
Love is the most powerful human emotion that cannot be held in one’s hand.
It is a passion.
It’s as fragile as a newborn
Yet as powerful as a seismic wave.
Love is not stupid at all.
It’s just confusing.
Complicated.
Difficult.
Futile even.
We lose ourselves in it everyday.
Am I crazy for thinking like this?
I have never been more scared about anything in my life..
I’m scared of something bad happening because nothing works out for me.
I’m scared of losing someone I care about.
I’m scared
Because I love him.
