A restless night and a lovesick heart. How does one love while holding a secret? Can you tell them what you hide within? If they can brave through your depths and surpass back to the heights of supreme bliss will we love each other more? If hiding forever, can you truly love? No, for it is not you who they love but a vague shape likened to you, looking at your shadow instead of the material you. But the darkness' influence overshadows your soul calling out rampaging fears and immersing you in despair when the winds of torment strangle your heart as your loved one perishes as they drown in your secret. Hysterically you swim through any whirlpool, any giant wave, anything to get them near you again. You wish to bring them back to life but their hand falls limp while carried in yours. Shall we perish together? Or will you have to love them for life's eternity in a world without even a whispered word from them? Which is worse?

(Written while listening to the songs How Can I Not Love You by Joy Enriquez, and Anastasia (Walt Disney) by Helene Segara)

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 12.08.2009

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