There was something about you that now I can't remember
It's the same damn thing that made my heart surrender
And I'll miss you on a train
I'll miss you in the morning
I never know what to think about
I think about you
Do you think I have forgotten about you?
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple trees and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.
| Louise Eldrich
u make me feel creative - u make me feel the god within
PAY ATTENTION TO WHO MAKES YOU WANT TO CREATE / FEEL CREATIVE AFTER YOU SPEND TIME TOGETHER
who brings up your frequency? who gives u chills? when does conversation flow?