Am dificultati in a face alegeri, in a lua decizii. Obisnuiam sa fac totul la intamplare, dupa instinct. Acum ma gandesc de 2 ori cand aleg ceva, in ce masura ii afecteaza pe altii, in ce masura ma afecteaza pe mine. Aleg uneori, insa, sa mai merg pe stradute laturalnice, dupa instinct. Sunt stradute intunecate, aproape fara niciun pic de pietris pe care sa mergi. Dar sunt stradute ce ma atrag, tocmai pentru ca sunt scufundate in necunoscut.. si vreau sa-l descopar. Era frumos cand il descopeream cu el, dar a ales sa mearga pe un alt drum, unul cu lumini, unul cu siguranta. M-a refuzat, galant, incercand sa ma ia cu el. Dar in incapatanarea mea, deloc negativa as putea adauga, aveam sa raman pe drumul meu. Si, bineinteles, asta ne-a indepartat. Ne deosebesc multe, foarte multe, dar ne lega un lucru, nu stiu sa-l numesc. Era ceva intre noi ce ne tinea pe acelasi drum. Nu am fost niciodata tipul femeii trofeu, eu nu sunt o fata pe care sa o vrei pentru trupul ei frumos, cu forme perfecte. Eu sunt o fata pe care o vrei pentru misterul din jurul ei, si nu ma daruiesc celor care nu ma merita. Problema nu a fost ca el nu ma merita, ci eu nu il meritam pe el.
Affichez vos couleurs.
Sunt momente cand doar muzica iti este aproape, cand doar ea te poate scoate dintr-o stare in care esti cazut(a) de prea mult timp. Nu stiu de ce, dar muzica pare sa devina cea mai buna prietena a mea. Si melodia asta ma face sa zambesc mereu, no matter what. De aceea vreau sa o impartasesc cu voi.
A child's soul
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.
