You lose yourself in the void of loneliness
Fugitive from the world ;
O, soul, always ;
It is the time of bitter tears -
Listen ... it is the hour of cowardice ...
13 July 2009
Emo hours
Raze de soare ce incalzesc petalele fragile de mar…pulbere de polen ce pluteste in aer. Gandurile mele ratacind ... imi par ca zboara spre tine. Alearga sa le prinzi, nu le lasa sa rataceasca in aer. Prinde-le. Ia-le cu tine si tine-le langa inima ta. Da-le un sens, implineste-le. ..Ai reusit? …Prea tarziu…nu le-ai auzit, nu le-ai vazut. Ti-ai ridicat privirea cand déjà au facut cale intoarsa…
I am the adult who wants to have his stability and independence. The one who cries when is down and who laughs when is happy. The one who appreciates honest, smart people.The one who enjoys a good conversation, music and fun.The one who loves a family and having friends around.The one who appreciates someone for who he or she is and does not try to change the person into a false image.
I am the child… The one who enjoys the very small pleasures of life: a walk in the park on a sunny afternoon, a bubbly hot bath, a snowball fight and making angels and snowmen, a Sunday afternoon at the cinema. The one whose eyes sparkle with joy when you give me something from the heart. I am the lover …who loves to stay in my lover’s arms after a long, stressful day at work and hear his voice in my ear. The one who wants to give everything for the one I love. The passionate lover who never gets enough of my lover’s touch, the most critical and fervent supporter when needed.This is…all that I am.
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