You want to feel whole, but even infinity lacks the end. So how?
You turn people into stories, and your life becomes the best story. A colorful wallpaper with beautiful memories, illusions, disappointments, tears and smiles. It's not like you can invite strangers to attend such a personal gallery. Only you visit it from time to time and enjoy what you have become.
You didn't know how to leave, but now you're stepping on it and you don't look back. Keep your eyes wide open and smile without remorse for your weaknesses. You loved the idea of what the people around you could have become, but sometimes a diamond is just a well-polished bottle. No matter how many sides you turn it in, it will eventually break. With her and your dreams. And you sketch new ones, give them life and catch wings.
You don't know how to be subtle. You bring hurricanes into the lives of those who promised you fairy tales. Destroy everything and leave only ruins behind. It's normal. You can't promise me a fairy tale and give me a nightmare. I can't promise you that I won't bring storms into your life after you do this.
You learn to lie as beautifully as the other. You make it feel special, you walk it through the labyrinth of your soul and then you turn it into a memory. There is no point in finding a man already lost. You've found yourself so many times. You smile so sincerely that others confuse your personal hell with a paradise.
You asked for a dead hour to give him life. You would have gone back in time then to do everything differently. You would have just returned to find yourself once more. Happiness, my dear, would never satisfy you. You like too much to turn your castle into ruins just to rebuild it. Every time you turn around and every time you wait for the disaster with your arms wide open.
You repeat your mistakes with a smile on your face and you don't even regret it.
