|once upon a time...|
Hello, I'm Silvia from Bulgaria. I'm 17 years old and I'm in LJ since 2008 and I've always thought that it's the best place in the internet. :) My biggest interest is photoshop -> icon making; I have watched loads of tv shows, but now I watch only the new episodes of How I met your mother, Desperate Housewives and from time to time Skins and House M.D.
|...by the fault lines...|
He said "Oh yes you can. Just hold my hand. I think that would help." So I sat with him a while and then I asked him how he felt. He said, "I think I'm cured. In fact, I'm sure. Thank you stranger, for your therapeutic smile."
So that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone. And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow. But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself. It is best to compose a poem, an honest verse of longing or a simple song of hope. That is why I'm singing... Baby don't worry cause now I got your back.
|...and the soil|
Andevery time you feel like crying, I'm gonna try and make you laugh. And if I can't, if it just hurts too bad, then we will wait for it to pass and I will keep you company through those days so long and black. And we'll just keep working on the problem we know we'll never solve of Love's uneven remainder, our lives are fractions of a whole. But if the world could remain within a frame like a painting on a wall. Then I think we would see the beauty then. We would stand staring in awe at our still lives posed like a bowl of oranges, like a story told by the fault lines and the soil.