Compartimento 13

Me pongo en primera línea y tiro las armas al suelo. Bajo del caballo y me despojo de mi armadura. Me lanzo en línea recta hasta sentir que vuelo. Y solo espero que el de enfrente corra hacia mí para abrazarme y no para matarme. Ya no tengo tanto miedo a mostrarme vulnerable y llevar mi corazón por bandera. Y así al menos, si me hieren fatalmente, recordaré que decidí seguir creyendo en los finales felices hasta que la punta de la lanza atravesó mi pecho. Agnes Hight opp

I'm not loveless anymore Just don't have anyone to hold at night And I'm not hopeless but I do feel like I'm running out of time I'm not the sad person I used to be I even smile for no reason a lot of times Though I still feel lonely at the end of the day So I'm not as happy as I would like Shit, would I ever be? Shit, some of you are? Shit, is there something wrong with me? Shit, how is it like? ( Tonight I just needed some kind words that'd feel like the hug I couldn't have) (But they never arrived). Agnes Hightopp

Within me lays an inch of guilt. For I've always had trouble standing tall.  I spent so much time planting seeds for our garden that maybe I forgot to grow Agnes Hightopp

Perpendicular lines That cross each other's path twice. Never meant to stay together. Never meant to exist apart. Endlessly finding ourselves in the points where we collide. Helplessly running from each other To finally find us right back. Agnes Hightopp