A stupidly long post inspired by a song called "Epiphany". This is the story that accompanies it.

In chambers of the heart, a tale I'll weave, Of love's enigma, fickle and bereaved. With words of longing, let my pen confess, The ache of love's pursuit, a tangled mess. Beneath the moonlit sky, our paths

I wanted to sleep and never wake up again so I'll forget you.

Yes I will finally admit it Yes I LIKE YOU Or let me clear that May be it's LOVE And not that like anymore I know you feel it too But why the more We get close The clearer I see That we are not meant to

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I thought we were golden but you're floating away to the prettier things that have lured you to play I thought I was flying but I've sank down to Hell I've been swallowed up whole now I sit here and wail

Now I see it, Now I'm blinded. Now I hear it, Now I'm deafened. Works like clockwork, this. You pull me in, You push me out, Feels like heartwork, this. Tick, tick, tick; Hit, miss, miss. You see us, now

I've climbed into this tree and painted a picture of you on one of the leaves that survived the first frost And I know you'll never see it this picture of my future that will never come to be, this vision

I keep thinking In some time, someplace, Far as the sky, Closer than heartbeats, That we made it. And every day was right After I picked the right words, actions, moments. Something happened Like a rusted

This is a dark love song . It might actually be my favorite of all my recordings. It's about impossible love and waiting for it to become a possibility. A bit unrequited, perhaps, or underestimated. There

Written from the point of view of someone who is not a physically spectacular creature of radiant beauty and visual excellence. Average, plain jane me. Sometimes, as the lyrics say, "fate is hidden

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What is love : Love is such a thing Which can not be bought and sold. It is not forced, it is to feel. This is a glance at the glance. Love comes to everyone's life What does love mean? Love takes a good

가정을 갖고, 아이를 책임지는 삶을 살아가니 홀로 마음속으로만 하는 짝사랑이 시작되었다 대상은 다양하다 드라마 속 주인공 이기도 하고 랜선 친구 혹은 소설 작가 이기도 하다 속 앓이를 하다보면 어느 덧 홀로 불꽃같이 타올랐다 미지근한 잿더미가 되어있다. 급히 타오른 불길이기에 검은 그으름만 남긴채 그렇게, 아무도 모르게 속앓이를 한다 책임감은 경계심이라는 가면을

You don't have to whisper a word, dear I can tell by your face this is over your lips shake so quietly, stumbling over those words you can't stutter Kiss all my teardrops away here Tell me you'll be here

Oh dear! Every time I come closer to you You moved like a Things that I used to regret the most But except you When they ask me that i love you or not? I always say Yes But when it comes to you You deny

Grasping at a ray of sun reflected off the moon - showered by the shimmering of photons twice removed. Like the light of planets seen at angles high above, bouncing off the placid pane that permeates my

I've started to post this several times and always stop at the last minute.. My voice is kinda awkward. I'm not usually one to play electric guitar when I record but this one was fun.. kind of went for

I think it's safe to say everyone to a certain extent has been strung along at one point or the other. What does it mean to be strung along? Here's an example; you know when you're catching feelings for

Unilateral love is like a cactus, the more hugging the pain. But he can not let go. . . The guy in the picture to the unilateral love also does not always. . . Yêu đơn phương giống như một cây xương rồng,