Sjećaš li se snijega? Ili ti je svaki snijeg isti?
Sjećaš li se koliko ljuta sam bila,
Toliko frustrirana da hladnoću nisam osjetila.
Sjećam se kako ti osmijeh lebdi na usnama,
Kako su ti oči zbunjene,
Jer si sam rekao:
Ne zalijeći se,
Ne pokreći lavinu tamo gdje je nema.
Ali me ipak pusti u prostor između vrata i ramena,
Želim ostati između tvog okeana i svetog kamena,
Hoću da se igram s tvojim pupkom,
Ali kad te pustim ne smatraj me šupkom.
Jer sam otišao i nisam mislio o tvom životu,
Nisam spreman platiti toliku svotu,
Već sam prošao sve što prolaziš
Pusti me da te uništim,
Da bi mogla da se sastaviš.
0 609 hours ago
• dt: everyone who knows angel and me
• logo 1: @death.grp
• logo 2: @reapersonly
• song: pulse - DIABLO w/ CVEBI
• edits and quotes coming ur way❗️
When it gets dark and your chest feels heavy,
When the lights go out and your demons scare you,
When your guilt pulls you down and you see no signs to be saved,
When the memories float around and you find it difficult to breathe,
I hope you don't go out searching for help in mere human beings and then regret it later like I've been doing.
I hope you'll know who you need to call out to
I hope you'll bent down in front of the almighty instead of begging them to stay.
For no other can help you instead of the one who created you. Peace lies within him and knowing this is even more peaceful. ❤️
3 6915 hours ago
The year I turned 16, you stole your dad's convertible one night and I sneaked out of my house as we drove around to John Lennon and watched the night sky.
You talked about cosmology and drew constellations on my wrist.
When we drove back, it rained too hard and you told me that the only thing good about the storm was the morning after one.
Your hands grazed my thighs as you played with the hem of my cotton dress.
I wished you'd moved your hands higher. Instead you talked about petrichor and drove me out of my mind.
I watched you play beach ball with your boys as your shirt rode up showing an inch of the skin of your stomach.
You called me trouble as your hands played with the strings of my yellow bikini, as if you were contemplating if you wanted to untie it or fasten it tighter.
You took me to a pier and told me that you thought there was nothing more beautiful than the sun's rays glistening on the crystal clear water.
I told you I liked your eyes better.
You smiled for a split second before covering your mouth with mine.
Your hands did more than graze my thighs that day.
When you were leaving the next day, you told me that the next time, you'd draw more constellations on my hand.
That was the last time I saw you.
I've watched seasons flutter away faster than your eye lashes. But even to this day, when I see a star too bright or the winds indicate me of a storm on its way, I'm back to that summer and I'm 16 again.
I told someone recently when I was trying to persuade her to come to The Healing BootCamp that she won’t regret coming for it.
I even went ahead to tell her that if she regrets coming and we don’t meet her expectations, she should ask for her money back and I would gladly give her.
This is the first time in my life that I would ever make such a promise to somebody putting money on the line.
I do so because I am so sure of what you are coming to receive.
I do so because I know what happened in Lagos and how overwhelming it was.
I do so because I know how I got this program and content. It was a strict spiritual instruction and revelation.
I do so because I know your life is about to turn 360 degree around for the better.
I have never ever been this sure of a program.
So guys, I am telling you today. If you come to The Healing BootCamp tomorrow and you regret coming because we didn’t meet up to your expectations, please ask for your money back and I would gladly refund it.
I am committed to helping you become free and whole again.
I am committed to helping you heal from the pain that has held you bound for so long.
I am committed to helping you get the peace of mind that you have been searching for all these while.
Just register for THE HEALING BOOT CAMP today by paying N15,000 into GTB ASALA MARKETING AND MEDIA LTD 0150851050 and text your details 08060655460
It is never too late to live Happily Ever After.