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Here, hold on to my hands. Do you remember me? Trust me You can follow me I will always keep the lonely parts outside of you. Miss Mess xoxo Advertisements
Under the twinkling star In the shining sun When heartwarming and mellow When the time comes … Hold me forever. Beyond any expectations Without past precedent Propel over the stereotypes If you want to; … Look into my eyes. An … Continue reading
Till when are you gonna stand outside his door. Till when are you gonna stare at his picture on the wall. These are the last days for that. Take a lifetime short of that. Forget the memories someday. And you’ll … Continue reading
Being over consumed with anxiety is kind of familiar, unsettling, but common. I think most of us, have some event, that makes us stiff and wary. You are, my event. As if it’s a revelation, I pause my mind and … Continue reading
i love time and the power and education it gives you. i love it. i was brought up so guarded and so naive, i appreciate and am thankful that i was. i built a rock that inside homes a fluttering butterfly, with … Continue reading
My mind roams a surrendered battlefield . 5 days a week I deliberate over having you in my life // keeping you a phone call away // caring for you as a ‘friend’. As soon as I stamp my heel … Continue reading
“Your longing for me is my message to you; All your attempts to reach me Are in reality my attempts to reach you.” – Rumi Miss Mess xoxo