Just tell me how to be different in a way that makes sense.
– Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Tag: different
And black it becomes
Fading to grey
All colors gone.
Withered to different shades of grey.
Scolded for shining too bright.
Punished for existence.
Stabbed and bleeding out.
Traces burnt to ash.
Forever gone.
Since forever erased.
No memory shall ever remain.
For all the time just grey.
In eternity meant to darken.
– sanados
Fidelity and …
Fidelity and love are two different things,
like flower and a gem.
And love, like a flower, will fade,
will change into something else
or it would not be flowery.
– D. H. Lawrence