love

love

...what happens when you returnand find nothingbut a hollowed shell,shingles and floor,walls and echoesand the light that lead you herehas now burned outand the ones who built ithave traveled afarand you cant go to them,no matter what shoes you wear.

...what happens when you returnand find nothingbut a hollowed shell,shingles and floor,walls and echoesand the light that lead you herehas now burned outand the ones who built ithave traveled afarand you cant go to them,no matter what shoes you wear.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I love you," he said, his voice catching. "When I thought you were going to die, I wanted to die.

I love you," he said, his voice catching. "When I thought you were going to die, I wanted to die.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Maybe they did what they had to do to live, and tried to get a little love and have a little fun before the darkness took them.

Maybe they did what they had to do to live, and tried to get a little love and have a little fun before the darkness took them.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

He made me feel unhinged . . . like he could take me apart and put me back together again and again.

He made me feel unhinged . . . like he could take me apart and put me back together again and again.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Surplus meant unnecessary. Not required.You couldn’t be a Surplus if you were needed by someone else. You couldn’t be a Surplus if you were loved.

Surplus meant unnecessary. Not required.You couldn’t be a Surplus if you were needed by someone else. You couldn’t be a Surplus if you were loved.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Please don't die.

Please don't die.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Cause if you shoot a bullet someone dies. If you drop a bomb many die. You hit a woman, love dies. But if you say the F-word... nothing actually happens.

Cause if you shoot a bullet someone dies. If you drop a bomb many die. You hit a woman, love dies. But if you say the F-word... nothing actually happens.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Tonight I saw myself in the dark window asthe image of my father, whose lifewas spent like this,thinking of death, to the exclusionof other sensual matters,so in the end that lifewas easy to give up, sinceit contained nothing: evenmy mother's voice couldn't make himchange or turn backas he believedthat once you can't love another human beingyou have no place in the world.

Tonight I saw myself in the dark window asthe image of my father, whose lifewas spent like this,thinking of death, to the exclusionof other sensual matters,so in the end that lifewas easy to give up, sinceit contained nothing: evenmy mother's voice couldn't make himchange or turn backas he believedthat once you can't love another human beingyou have no place in the world.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Perhaps it's better if I live in your heart, where the world can't see me. If I'm dead, there will be no stain on our love.

Perhaps it's better if I live in your heart, where the world can't see me. If I'm dead, there will be no stain on our love.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I used to love youI still doSo SelfishI love the old youThe you that didnt shoot drugs...The you that didnt get beat on by menYou laugh in my face and call me a foolBut its trueI still love youSometimes,I can see the old youWhen your eyes flashWhen you almost look alive

I used to love youI still doSo SelfishI love the old youThe you that didnt shoot drugs...The you that didnt get beat on by menYou laugh in my face and call me a foolBut its trueI still love youSometimes,I can see the old youWhen your eyes flashWhen you almost look alive

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I loved my mother too,' I said. 'I still do. That's the thing - it never goes away, even if the person does.

I loved my mother too,' I said. 'I still do. That's the thing - it never goes away, even if the person does.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

One hand was behind his back, and he held it out, presenting a bouquet of white and smoky purple lilies. “They’re straight from the underworld, by the way. They are everlasting. They won’t die.

One hand was behind his back, and he held it out, presenting a bouquet of white and smoky purple lilies. “They’re straight from the underworld, by the way. They are everlasting. They won’t die.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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