❌ GIVEAWAY ALERT ❌
i’m giving away a T-shirt and CD from my EP ‘From Me To You’ to 3 people! all you have to do is tell me your favourite song is off the EP and why. Post a screenshot to your story or comment below but be sure to tag me. Winners announced tomorrow at 7pm ❤️
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We're victims to the frail pieces of time. A puzzle, not aware of the wreckage it houses.
Once upon a time, I fell in love. And that made striking off the dates on calendars, a lot more difficult, and changed the ways I greeted people. Every hour of the day, became a fresh, new longing for the early morning sun.
Our promises are blurred images you fail to recognise.
It's not about the end, but it's about the tenses in which these statements are outpoured. And I think, the love we hold for people resides in the constancy of that one leap of faith the heart takes.
Matty screams into my ears, and the piano sings in the rain. I don't wear my earphones, but the songs don't wear out, because they housed a part of our voices together. It's about the subtleness of breath, and the tensing of the skin, where the love resides.
I don't have things to regret, except for my favourite word, and perfect grammar. Absence.
I loved you more, everytime you said goodbye and yet, what hurts is that we're more alive in my idea of love than we ever actually were.
Here, everyone's in love. And yet, it's a sad place.
I don't think about you much, maybe. It's just that, I see your smile. In people I see, and the ones, I talk to. And that's what makes me look for you, in every different place I try to be.
Things have changed, but Matty is still here. He plays the piano now. He doesn't scream. Holds his sanity, in a glass of wine, and a rose. Looks at the people that lead him on to losing himself. He smiles.
The rain pours. The music is still the same. There are no earphones.
The drops carry resentment in the form of angst and expectation. Yet, I look for your voice.
I hold vivid imaginations, so I tell myself things, and return home. The coat is hung on a peg that houses only one coat now, and the washrooms don't smell of coffee. It's okay, I think. To not hang a calendar anymore.
Everyday looks monotonous in imaginations. So, I lie down, and turn to a side. Look at you, while you sleep. And smile.
I have some reasons to fear. Fear the words I choose to keep close to my heart.
The day, I finish writing about all the things in the world, tell me. Where do I look for you?
Как быстро пролетело время,
кажется только вчера вернулся с отпуска, а на самом деле уже скоро новый год.
Этим летом, мы были на Кубе, и наконец я поделюсь некоторыми моментами с вами)
P.s.Как говорится лучше поздно чем никогда
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Parto una volta
Ma la strada è buia opaca
Dimmi se la trama ti intriga
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Kindle the curiosity of the children and enable them to think on their own from various dimensions. This will enable them to face and handle any situations in their life.
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