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Langsam wird es immer kälter in mir. Genauso wie es draußen immer kälter wird. Und irgendwann liegt der Schnee nicht nur auf den Straßen, sondern auch auf meinem Herzen. Und die Welt draußen erfriert genauso wie ich auch, denn du hast mir die Sonne und Wärme genommen.
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Real Madrid Memories 2014 [5/?]
The Transfers

Way too much polemic revolved this past Real Madrid transfer season, Kroos was the first one to arrive to the white kingdom costing 30€, James came after him with an unbelievable 80€ bought causing a lot of criticism towards the club’s directives, especially Florentino Perez. Di Maria left the club for Manchester United and Keylor Navas arrived from Levante. And right before the deadline the red devils decided to agree with the cession of Javier Hernandez and Xabi Alonso surpisingly left to Bayern Munich.

A little excerpt from my upcoming novel “Gravity” #585 by Robert M. Drake #rmdrake @rmdrk

Beautiful chaos is now available through my etsy. The link can be found in my bio.

Ablam, sadece ablam değil benim; aynı zamanda ebedi dostum, can parçam, ciğerim. Bi eldeki beş parmak, kişinin ailesini sembolize eder ya hani birbirinden ayrılamaz, birine bir şey olsa diğerleri de etkilenir derler. Benim için beş parmağın beşi de ablam. Ona ufacık bir şey olsa benim canım acır, onun canını yakanları affetmem. Onu hayatımdan çıkaramam. Evet, gelecekteki bir gün evlenecek ve ben o gün gerçekten hem çok mutlu olacağım (o mutlu diye) hem de çok üzüleceğim. Geri kalan hayatında mutlu olması içinse yine elimden geleni yapmaya devam edeceğim; çünkü o benim can parçam, en değerlim.

you’re intoxicating; the way your eyes light
up as if they were littered with stars whenever
you laugh, you’re beautiful mind, your sublime
affection underscoring every word. 
god you’re amazing.
whenever i think about us, fingers intwined,
i often wonder whether or not i am concious at this
very moment or whether or not this is imaginary, 
if it’s all in my head and i’m just fabricating 
this little calm corner to soothe my pained existence,
to cradle my forlorness. i thought solitude was the best
thing in the world before you; before you showed me 
that thoughts were more beautiful when they’re being 
shared and that existence meant so much more than being.
granted i can never share my being with you, granted
i will never amount to anything more than an other and the
infinitesmal distance between us will never lessen,
but somehow i am content.

–  to my significant other, (r.m.)