The writer is by nature a dreamer -- a conscious dreamer. - Carson McCullers
Thursday, July 30, 2015
WONDERWALL ♥
In my solitude, I think of us In my dreams, I hope this will last Sitting in the sand, watching gumusservi In the silent night, I think of acatalepsy. At first I thought this is surreal To feel this way is just so unreal, But you made me believe this could be possible And the thought of losing you would be unbearable. This euphoria that I feel When we talk, it is real Your voice is mellifluous when you say 'I love you' I want you to know, I feel the same way too. The limerence that I am feeling One day will be growing and blooming, I hope that what we feel is not ephemeral But instead, I pray this would be sempiternal. This selcouth feeling in my heart I want to know it by pieces, by parts This thing that we have, I'd take the fall Because baby after all, you're my wonderwall. Ik hou van je Mahal kita