Pienso en demasiados "peros". Siempre lo he hecho, pero desde aquel momento creo que han aumentado.
No puedo decir precisamente que la vida no me esté dando lo que voy pidiendo, cosa de la que, cada día que pasa, me hace sentirme tan afortunado... PERO.
Since I came back, all that I used to know became so creep. It is like all was covered by a wave of disappointment, and, it still hurts if I start to make no sense-comparisons.
And as early morning, I began to wonder how would it be like, to be there, there and here, here and there... Endless questions for endless answers.
Y vuelvo a la realidad. Suelto unos "Buenos Días" al chófer del autobús, que se quedarán sin respuesta, y sigo.
That's life
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Start trying to make your world only yours. Stop making realities from memories. Stop asking yourself why? Stop seeing just the black side in your new life but the bright in the little things that happens on it.
Don't forget who and what made you be who you're. It doesn't matter what or where would you like to be.
'Cause in the end...life is all you have and people who actually care will stay there. No matter how many changes you decide to do in your lifes.
Believe me...
I'm just another crazy person, trying to find her way home.
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