ghosts and thoughts

Sometimes I feel like I’m in love with a ghost or with a thought. Not too sure which one is worse. Day after day I’m waiting for something different. Special is a big word in this context. I’m not going to use it just yet. But yes, I’m waiting for something. I promise, I’m trying my best to hint what I want, what I need, but I get tired as well.

brave enough to write all down, I feel like I will become too personal and it is something, that perhaps I should avoid in this moment in time. Sometimes the house becomes quiet. You can hear people typing around. You can hear the wind, you can hear the sound of the city that invades our private space when the windows are open. You can hear the empty space that is getting lost in the shade of the intense night, that soon enough is going to cover us, again. Read the rest of this entry »

A painting

Eating chocolate, smoking a lot, drinking lots of tea and watching movies. Thinking about teenage romances that are meant to make us all strong. We love, we cry, we do whatever it takes to find that real happiness. When you are young, the whole world can be yours, and until we grow older we don’t even realize. ‘The slower we move, the faster we die’. Do we? Are you trying to say that we should not take our time to enjoy life and all the good bits from it?
We try and try and try and when we get no result, suddenly we loose our faith. But that is the way is should be. After ages of being in search of happiness, we get our faith back and try again. Read the rest of this entry »

I dreamt a dream

Today I might surprise you all with something rather different. Forget the sarcasm, forget the angriness and them acid comments that are there just to keep in the dark the real feelings. Forget them.

For a long time I’ve omitted, maybe on purpose, to reveal the real me, to reveal what truly matters. As a human, I do have feeling, I do have dreams. As a woman, or as a girl, not to forget that I’m only twenty,  I don’t know what I want unless I spend hours thinking about it, thinking about my options, analyzing myself. Maybe I finally know what I want. That should make a difference, but it doesn’t really. Read the rest of this entry »