I don’t think that I’ve been in love as such,
Although I liked a few folk pretty well.
Love must be vaster than my smiles or touch,
For brave men died and empires rose and fell
For love: girls followed boys to foreign lands
And men have followed women into Hell.
In plays and poems someone understands
There’s something makes us more than blood and bone
And more than biological demands…
For me, love’s like the wind, unseen, unknown.
I see the trees are bending where it’s been,
I know that it leaves wreckage where it’s blown.
I really don’t know what ‘I love you’ means.
I think it means ‘Don’t leave me here alone.’
Neil Gaiman, “Sonnet”
My very special person. I miss you so much.
As a huge fan of American Horror Story, I was very happy to see Taissas’s and Evan’s characters “reunited” in Coven (in a parallel universe kind of thing). Because I really liked Violet and Tate in Murder House and it was fun to see them together again.
I made Tate’s skeleton portrait 5 months ago. And yesterday I decided to finish Violet’s, so that they are together here in my blog.
I’m gonna untangle every single knot on your body.
I feel how with each moment, with every second we grow onto and into each other. I feel like I am no longer alone in this dark and empty existence. I feel your touch, hear you voice with you being miles away. I feel that you complete me in the best way possible.