We make plans
to feel more in control
of our lives

But maybe
not knowing,
being confused
and
having alternatives
Is simply better

What you keep inside
matters the most...

He only said
I wanna know you better
And that’s how it all started

We are slaves
Constantly waiting for
Our masters to save us
We are prisonners
Unable to breath
Correctly
We are rebels
not knowing
If we want to be free
Or angry

I want to sit in front of a computer
While you sit next to yours
Face to face
And our connection could be felt
through our screens touching

I can't convince myself
That I need someone in order to maybe feel complete
I can't accept the fact
That to love people
Is to accept their messy world
To deal with their problems
Is it too complicated
Or is it the wrong person?

There was something peaceful in his gaze
Like somehow he has figured out his whole life
And I didn't want to disrupt this
For he seemed happy

Some people analyze their life
While others simply live it

We are humans
we need to belong
and feel loved
we cannot live
alone
We always need
support from others

We sometimes need people
to save us from all the misery
that we have created in our own heads

Be honest
Speak about it
Give a voice to your anger
Let it all out
Show your vulnerabilities

Some people leave
because they gave us
everything we need
in order to continue
our path in life

Whatever happens to having plans?
Making decisions so life wouldn’t be confusing, so we know where to go
We design our lives
So we feel more in control
But what if it doesn’t work out this way?
What if what we need is not meant for us
Maybe alternatives are better
We think too much of what we want to become
We spend a lifetime searching for what satisfies our soul

What will make us more important than others

We make plans
to feel more in control
of our lives

But maybe
not knowing,
being confused
and
having alternatives
Is simply better


We think too much of what we want to become
Instead of searching for what satisfies our soul

You will never see
how much I’ve grown
on the inside

Being happy
Genuinely happy
With no specific reason
You feel inspired
Like you belong
It feels good
On the inside
It is sacred feeling
Something that you'll experience rarely

We are always afraid
Of people leaving us
Without notice

Keep
your mind
busy
fill it
with hopes
dreams
what you never
expect would happen

He walked
not knowing
that I observed him
from my car

That's how
everything
returned back
to its place
I have healed
myself from you
And that's how all human
existence has moved on

You can be whoever you want
Without hurting anybody

When we lose everything
A glimpse of hope still strikes
We cannot do it alone
No matter how much we try
We need guidance
Care
And constant
attention

Hold
your
own
hand

I want you to see in yourself
the same potential
you see in others

Missing someone so much
You don't want to talk to them
Nor hear their voices

Nobody taught us how to love
That’s why we express it differently

You body
is your refuge
you
need to stop everything
and listen to it

How do you expect people
to know your potential
if you don’t show it ?

People will always ask you :
What is your job?
What did you study?
As if you're supposed to figure out your
whole life in your 20's

Who are you when you're
Not surrounded?

What we hide
Is what we want the most

The people who let you down
Are afraid of your potential

Wanting something
and not receiving it
is madness

You cannot expect
Others to like you when
You’re broken

When you left
I became whole again
And that was life weirdest paradox

I needed some time alone
to figure out myself
and how things
should move
in space

I like to take notes on a novel
Simply because
I want to be part
of the writing process,
I want to tell the author
that his words are poignant
in the most beautiful way
that I am one of the characters
but I don't know it just yet

Stop trying to change people
Accept them as they are

To deal with loss
is deal with yourself
You have to accept things
that you can’t control
But feel sad it’s okay
Don’t act strong
that’s not the point
Loss means appreciating what you had with him
Loss is loving people more than before
Loss isn’t scary
But it’s hard
It will **** you at  first
You won’t believe it
But it will make stronger
by giving you a closer look to life
death is the only thing that brings closer to life, to reality
Let yourself miss the person
Cry when you talk about him
Express the little things that you remember the most about him
I love you
I miss you
And I wish I could see your smile once again
For it was my greatest blessing

You deserve more
Than what is given to you

What you're going through
belongs only to you
You don't need to explain

Stop waiting for things to happen
Think about now
What can you do to make your day better ?

Hope keeps us alive
Like a breath of fresh air
On a hot summer night
Like a sudden feeling of belonging
Of knowing where you're going

There are places
That make you feel alive
There’s a certain connection to the world that is created
So pure
So authentic
So sacred

What happens when an image in your head
Turns into a soul that exists?

There is a kind
Of love
That walks to you
Slowly
Passes by unseen
Unnoticed
You will discover years
Later
How much it helped you
Believe in yourself

is a process
A journey

There are things that you will never
be able to picture
nor even imagine happening to you
But you end up accepting them
As the only possible uncertainty in
your life

Whatever happens
Have fun while doing useless things
It doesn't have to be serious
Real relationships include endless laughter and mocking ourselves for being too attached and sentimental

Dreams
do come true
even if
we don't expect it

I was born in a country
where you aren't respected for what you are
but for what you have, what you own.

It was his voice
That I miss the most
I hope this was mutual