Category: Originals

If you don’t speak, I will not stay. I had to break down my castle by myself and I won’t live there again.

She is terrifying and gorgeous. She wraps herself around me and bruises fade into skin that will never be the same again. I am engraved to her lilac hands and the watercolor she leaves with every touch. She is an artist and a masterpiece herself. She is unknowingly living in a frame that captures more worth she could ever imagine. She can never be bid on, or sold to the richest alive. She chooses where to go and where to stay. All I ever wanted was to see her colors and the trail of stardust she leaves behind. I am the next masterpieces, painted by lilac hands.

‘You were mysterious, I wanted to know what was behind all those smiles and laughter’
She looked at me with tears in her eyes and said

‘This is it’

Verdoof jezelf 
verdoof de pijn
laat het morgen
beter zijn

wees niet naïef
laat je gewoontes los
open je ogen
de horizon is in zicht

waarom ben je
zo negatief
zo vervreemd van
zomerliefdes en zonlicht

weeg je waarde
het is meer dan dit
vertel mij waarom
je voor minder zwicht

hou je taai
en stevig vast
geef niet op
de weg is verlicht

al doe je maar
net alsof toch
ben je mooier met
een lachend gezicht

I don’t think I’ve seen it all but it has been enough. I’ve seen how our lives transformed. It aint all sunshine and smiles but I love the way you can break and be vunerable in my arms. If you leave now, I’ll have a story to tell. I could go on for days talking about how we fell in love. I’d think about you non-stop for at least a year cause we’ve left our marks. I’ve had enough. I have the flowers and the chocolates and your touch engraved in my skin. I have your smell on my sheets and photos for each day. Leave now and it wont stop me from loving you. It wont stop me from waking up and still be dreaming cause you were there. You were there and I’ve seen enough to love you for as long as I can.

Ik ben de weg kwijt ik ben
helemaal van de
wegen kaart
Ik heb mijn viltjes
en route bewaard
Laten we terug gaan
ik wil opnieuw
gaan
ik wil net als net
wil nooit naar bed

Ik heb naast mijn
schoenen gedanst
met onbekenden
gesjanst
tot half zes wat is je
nul zes

is de na-smaak niet
jou smaak
drink niet later
maar
drink je kater