and as the lights went off.

enjoying the darkness is one of the things i had to learnt he hard way. i was always afraid of the dark. now i have learned to love it. learned to accept it as the best time to think over things. the best time to write, to cry and laugh. surrounded by darkness i flew home from portugal. the lights went off and i felt complete.

so now you’ve been busted, you’re caught feeling used.
you had to do someone else, you should’ve been by yourself,
instead of here with me, secretly, secretly.

i believe.

pictures from my trip to portugal are here.