Am fo...

Am fost prieteni.Oare?
nustiu dar a fost diferit,puteam discuta despre teme,diferite,diverse,puteam sta ore intregi plitind de la tema la tema,
"discutii purtate pe muchie de cutit" asa le spunei tu,si imi placeau,cu tine ore in sir puteam sa stau, si imi era bine,
eram prieteni,dar te iubeam pe ascuns,ai zis ca nici asta nu mi sa primit,
am devenit iubiti,si am uitat cum e sa-ti fiu prieten,cume sa fiu acel cu care poti sa vb ore in sir,poti sa incepi despre o tema si sa termini in alt capat al lumii,
am devenit iubiti si am uitat ce inseamna sa iubim,am uitat ce inseamna sa metinem acel echilibru de aur pe care il aveam inainte

Distrugatoare e puterea iubirii

Distrugator e focul incontrolabil si vintul provocat de noi insine...
distrugator e gindul ca nu mai esti u si nu mai suntem noi,
he waits her call even he would never approve this, he wants  to be more than a shit that can be thrown,
still he admits that she may be waiting too, but waht for to call if at the end she may not respnd,that would be the killing of himself, yes he is distroyed already he doesn't even understand why the fuck isn't he dead already,he should be he want it,he want to be dead,but he didn;t die and it kills everything in him,
"pointless, love is pointless,she never loved me"says he,"i'll call she will not answer,and this will mean that i was right",he doesn't want to be right,"why why am i not dead yet? why must i suffer if i love, why is this always happening to me? why why why? i just wanted to enjoy life next to her,because i trust her" but her untrust in me...is already killing the last in me"but till i love her why,am i suffering

А я не знаю что будет на рассвете...
Я лишь хочу что бы мне в спину дул попутный ветер
Я не хочу идти туда , где нет дороги
Многие идут вперед - незная что в итоге...

cind un poet iubeste,el incearca sa-i scrie poezii iubitei sale,incearca sa o bucure,
dar cind poetul simte durere pe suflet de la aceasta iubire,el incearca sa scrie ceva si iarasi incearca,
dar nu i se primeste nimic,
pentru ca durerea provocata de iubire nu se explica in cuvinte,

as a loser... who had that feeling..? to feel as a loser, and not because you are a poor sucker who can't have fun,and not because u are a nerd and have no luck with girls, u need them,or other stuf like this ...
u are a loser because her,one girl,who should make u feel like winner,makes u feel like a loser,

U know how hard to live a dejavu...??? i have no ideia how to tell yourself this is gonna be not like this,
this time i'm not gonna let go... i will hold on... and it goes the same ways as the last time,
this must be diferent she is diferent, and the dejavu goes on... hopes are all that remains from my heart,
don't want to lose them cause i will not survive with out them.. i will not survive without you,

:))

intr-o lume in care minciuna este asemeni adevarului...sinceritatea este un semn distinctiv...

e acel ceva ce ne diferentiaza!

Pierdut in intuneric

Saw the SunSet, si mia spus ca nu voi vedea the SunRise,
i love nights, they're more inspiring to me, first primitive darkness,
but found a star to follow,
one in a million? no better, unique, all other disappeared from my sky..
so what i did..? i spoiled everything... lost the star ...
in darkness i stand,with the eyes closed, the silence..

you leave me again, you throw me away,
i asked you so many times to stay
feel nothing like that, you continuously say
My heart still doesn't believe it's ok,

too late..

useless blog..

i hate to write, i never could,
my head thinks a lot faster than my hands can type,
i hated to talk about my feelings,
my soul feels a lot faster than my head can find the right words to describe them,

Innocent smile... special friend...

Mi-am amintit de ce iubesc eu copii....
un amic special...Francisco acest post e pentru tine...nu amagesc, e pentru mine..tu o sa ma uiti...
6anisori si cita fericire impartasesc acesti ochisori...
Un zimbet a fo destul sa ma faca sa uit de toate chinurile... ce au ei... am fo si eu ca dinsul.. dar nu pot sa-mi mai aduc aminte... cum poate el sa vada ce am adinc in mine..
Imi esti prieten mi-a zis el... si mi-a amintit de ce iubesc eu copii...


Sunt inca multe Frank ce as putea sa scriu dar te las sa te odihnesti in memoria mea..acolo unde e intuneric tu vei fi o luminare..

nu te increde atat de repede...

Ziceai mai ieri ca sunt primul in lista $i ultimul .. $i acum..
aveai dreptate nu am dreptul sa nici sa visez in tine..Sunt timpit..sunt incapatinat..daca serios toata relatia noastra e construita doar pe trufia $i pe faptul ca sunt prea increzut in sine... $i ce..? atit timp kit ne este bine impreuna($i stai ca inca nu suntem impreuna:))