of insomnia and other herbs
How did it start? Where? When and why?
It's 5 am and more laps I gave, even though I tried, I could not close his eyes.
began on December 26, 2005, the torment of my life nicer. More than five years now, turning on the same axis, five-year relationship that could be beautiful, but is overshadowed by my coldness, my indifference. When I became someone so despicable?
No, the word is not negligible, is simply looking for something in them that you only have you, I noticed many times, but it took me OK, OK so openly that I could not alone like all: I need someone.
now still a bit hard for me to admit it gives me a feeling of disgust myself in a situation so dire, so ... in love. And is that among all the things that scare me, these yourself, is this feeling of dependence, and both fled so desperately to turn. It may be ridiculous fear something, but I is inevitable, never anything as scary as the fact of knowing that in the hands of another, a man so prone to error, like ourselves, is our happiness. It's funny, because one can find for himself the things that make you happy, but after all, keeping everything in proper balance, there is always at the mercy of those around us.
I can not choose not to be hurt, I can not choose to be loved, but I can make decisions about myself, about who hurt me and who loves me, who let you in, and who is not . And
is true that you're not the ideal person for me, that you're not what I need right now, I'm not what you need, but I would love to hear one day, you to understand a bit ... yeah Well, I accept it, maybe my reality is too "pink" for you, maybe I'm so happy that you're right in saying that only the gray paint, but do not is perhaps what we all? Anything that fills us with joy? Not what you're looking for happiness? Perhaps if you hear a little ...
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