So I fell in love… For the second time in my life. Should I say that it was for the last time? No… nothing is forever. I left and I’m proud of myself that I did. Maybe if the subway would have been 5 more minutes late I wouldn’t have. It’s better that it came.
Yet again I hate myself for being stupid, for falling in love, for shivering while writing. But didn’t I want to suffer? Am I not the Drama Queen? Don’t I feel alive when I suffer, can’t I write better? Why believe you? Why not be rational now, when I know what’s next? I’m cold and I can’t concentrate, and my hands are still shivering. I don’t know wether it’s because of the cold, of the subway or because of other reasons.
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger? Does it? So after all, what you don’t know can’t hurt you. So true… I just… oh… I’m just stupid again. You sent me a messaje that I shouldn’t read that letter because it’s private… so what are you doing reading this now? I thought that along the years I tought myself not to be curious anymore. Who am I fooling? Myself again? No, this time I left.
I finally said “no”, although I should have said that since the night of the concert, since I realised. But why did I say yes in the first place? Oh yeah, because I knew I’d get hurt somehow because of you.
I’m almost home. Closer and closer…
Good night Madrid wherever you left me.
Etichete amor
mai 13, 2008 la 10:23 am
O iubire ce nu-si are destinul in bratele tale, lasa rani adanci, dar si amintiri frumoase ce-i drept…!
Citindu-te imi aminteam de toata perioada B, de vantul de pe plaja si ploaia marunta ce-si picura stropii in timp ce noi incercam cu disperare sa ardem o carte:). Ai fost mereu o femeie (trecem de pragul copila zevzeaca si zanateca:P) cu coloana vertebrala, ai fost mereu apta sa iei cele mai bune decizii (chiar daca le-ai luat cu intarziere)…pastreaza-ti demnitatea! Nu da inapoi!
Nimic nu-i intamplator, chiar tu mi-ai zis-o…metroul, lipsa lui de rabdare…si 7 ore trebuia sa stea ca un catel cu coada intre picioare in fata casei tale, nu conta…era o dovada ca intr-adevar ii pasa…
Si stii ce??? Nu merita, Lolito, nici cat negru sub unghie. Sa ramana el cu pitipoanca lui…ca oricum nu te merita;) !
Ai nevoie de ceva mult mai bun decat ceea ce poate el sa-ti ofere.
(eu sunt aia care da sfaturi de genul…eu aia care…pe de alta parte poate-l inteleg…dar asta nu inseamna ca nu sunt langa tine si nu l-as linsa daca l-as prinde;)) ) (astia suntem…facuti din acelasi aluat de rahat…inselam/suntem inselati/mintim/suntem mintiti…vai iar incep sa fabules si nu i a buna:P )
Te pup…te imbratisez!
(by za way…acest comment poti sa l pastrezi doar pentru tine;) )