Its the beating of my heart. The way I lie awake, playing with shadows slowly climbing up my wall. The gentle moonlight slipping through my window and the sound of a lonely car somewhere far away, where I long to be too, I think. Its the way I thought my restless wandering was over, that Id found whatever I thought I had found, or wanted, or needed, and I started to collect my belongings. Build a home. Safe behind the comfort of these four walls and a closed door. Because as much as I tried or pretended or imagined myself as a part of all the people out there,I was still the one locking the door every night.Turning off the phone and blowing out the candles so no one knew I was home. cause I was never really well around the expectations of my personalityand I wanted to keep to myself. and because I havent been very impressed lately. By people, or places.Or the way someone said he loved me and then slowly changed his mind.

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  • Alone — Solitude, independence, and the experience of being alone
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