This distance is so sweet and has two faces I’m
glad to finally see.
A good one; making sense and helping me to grow up and embrace this feeling of
happiness.
And the bad side, the one that pushes me away from you. I forgot to remember to
forget, I forgot that I don’t have the chance to choose this time, that my
opinion is not the one that counts... I forgot that this game is made for me to
lose and break.
But I guess that this is what I get for letting feelings take over me but I can’t
help it though; I’m caught in the mind of a different person, a bit weak, a bit
strong; sometimes a little girl, sometimes a bigger person.
This emptiness I’ve been feeling would be even bigger with you by my side. I
think I’m trying to make a point here.
Sometimes love is not enough, you can’t live just with love, a relationship
needs more than love.
It’s hard to believe I’m dating someone. I guess I love him but I’m not in love…
yet.
And since I’m not in love my mind is free to think as a normal person, a single
person.
What an issue this... love thing.
It’s always because of love, love is the movement right? But when the hard and
bright red turns into a sad and empty black? What then?
I’ve always thought I write a bit depressed but I can’t help it.
I’m caught; I don’t even feel like dancing... I don’t need this.
What a runway! I’m seeing things I never thought I would.
This is all a long way for something so tiny, so small.
I never thought I would be like this... half human, half machine. Part alive
& part dead, par full & part empty.
How predictable it would be for me to talk about my lack of emotion.
I’m willing to sacrifice something for an answer.
I’m going to wear me today, just hang out and enjoy, never looking through the
sadness life brings upon you sometimes.
I try so hard just to be always up and smile but my power battery is running
out.
I need life, I need me, and I need to feel like I can do this. I mean I know I
can but something stops me from getting there.
Even I can have doubts, about everything, but that doesn’t means I’m lost.
This time in my life is hard for me to deal with. I’m finally feeling those
bruises taking over my heart.
