Keepers

People will fall in love with the mystery that surrounds you, it always happens like this. There is something about a mysterious person that attracts the others; that type of smile which says "You will never know me, sweetie". But once they will see the real you, most of them will be scared, or disgusted, they will run. If you ever have the guts to reveal the inner you, the true one, you will have to take care to whom you will reveal. The ones that will fall in love with YOU are the people to keep around you, forever..or for as long as you can keep them.

Lady in red

I've dreamt of myself in a ruby red dress, surrounded by men, true men, not boys.. They were all just shadows, but by the way they were acting you could say that they were charmed. As every men came closer and asked for a dance, my flawlessly red lips would automatically say no, as they were bound to just one man. And that man was there. I could see his face among all the shadows. I was atracted to his smile as the moth flies towards the light. He took my hand and, as the music started, he got closer and whispered in my ear. "I've never seen you looking so lovely as you did tonight, never seen you shine so bright. I've never seen so many men asking you if you wanted to dance. And when you turned to me and smiled, it took my breath away. Oh, the lady in red is dancing with me, and it's right were I want to be. And I know so well this beauty by my side." He then pressed his lips against mine in a kiss that seemed to last forever.. "I love you" said he to me then. And the image was foggy and it started to fade away while the music would go on and on and on, like the dream wanted to come right to reality. And it did.

Regrets.

Daca m-ar fi intrebat cineva ce cred despre regret, i-as fi spus ca pentru mine acel sentiment este inutil. Obisnuiam sa cred ca o data ce faci o greseala, iti ceri scuze si treci peste acel moment. Regretul nu avea nicio implicare in acest proces. Acum stiu ca nu poti face nimic fara regret. Greselile sunt parti din noi si trebuie sa invatam din ele. Trebuie sa ne asumam responsabilitatea pentru orice actiune desfasuram. Regretul este bun, sanatos, important. Acum cred cu tarie ca este un sentiment normal, un sentiment al tutror oamenilor. Sau cel putin al meu..

I, book

       I talk a lot about myself. Even if everythig I say is true, it doesn't say that much about me. I have always felt like I was an open book, but it was a special one. I am a book written in both ink and braille. Those who see and search with their eyes will see the ink-me, the surface, not less of who I am. But those who search with their soul, those who feel what I am, those will see the deeper me, the braille-me, the one I truly am. Those are the people I love, those are who love me.

Revenire.

Am lasat uitarii blogul acesta si am lasat uitarii scrisul. Mi-e dor de micutele postari pe care le faceam aici si vreau sa revin. Nu o sa scriu zilnic, nici nu stiu daca ma urmareste cineva, nici nu stiu cati vor vedea postarile acestea, dar nu asta conteaza. Conteaza ca imi doresc sa scriu pe blog din pure motive personale (mi-e lene sa imi cumpar un caiet in care sa imi scriu jurnalul).