InSilentNoise

Every time I think about seeing you again and having to say goodbye my eyes start watering and this is not the side of me you have seen and loved. We've never been people who express themselves let alone say that we love each other even though we know we do. Ever since we started talking again I wondered what the hell happened in your life that hurt you so bad, such a tough façade can only be caused by some deep awful wounds and now I know. You saw something in me that let you open up and tell me all about your life and  what I never told you is that I appreciate it, I can tell you trusted me and your life is safe with me. But I also

I don't remember how I fell in love with you. I remember sunsets, ice creams, movies and pizza. Then one I day I said it. Out loud. My heart could hold on so much and I just gave in. I gave it all in. I don't remember why I fell in love with you. I remember late night texts, about everything and anything. You taught me about singularity and I taught you about taxes. Just as in my favorite book, "I fell in love with you the way you fall asleep, slowly and then all at once". The night we saw that movie I cried so bad because I wanted you to see that you were my Gus. I thought our infinity was going to be greater. I don't remember where

You say you love me, you swear it with your life. You say you want to live your life with me, you want me by your side. Always. You claim you know me, like you can see right through me. No one knows me best. You found peace and happiness in my eyes. You'd dwell in them. You say I make you whole. Nothing else matters when we're together. You say this is love. The kind of love you feel once in a lifetime. Maybe you shouldn't swear at all. If it's love then there's no need to prove it with words. Maybe you got used to me. You found in me someone you can rely on but not actually as a life companion. Maybe you don't know me. Never have an

No, no love issues. No drama. Unexpected how you see someone in desperate anguish and pain and you just can't do anything about it. Unexpected how you suddenly forget about what you used to call pain and start realizing that there's no such thing as pain like in the moment when you see someone you love crying his way to a deep breath and you can't do anything but just stare. Un-fucking-expected how you wish there was something you could do because being there physically, just isn't enough. Unexpected how you can't even see but only stand out his bedroom door and listen to his pleads. Unexpected how even when you think you are strong eno

The first movie I called "my favorite" when I was a kid was Bram Stocker's Dracula. I've always liked these sort of topics that tend to be frightening for most people. They're amusing to me. So when I heard I had to write an essay about witchcraft or anything related I got excited. I wanted to talk about vampires but I couldn't find anything precise to make the thesis so I started reading and then things just came up to my mind. It is simple. How real are vampires? It might seem very wide because we know all the theories and we've all been taught that there's no such thing as vampires, but is it true? Innana Arthen has a different perspectiv