This silence hurts me more than anything you could say

We’ve been here for a while now,

Not talking for days in a row.

I’m ready to hear what you feel,

About all the problems you deal.

This silence is killing me,

letting me wonder how we could be.

I guess the words that are left unsaid,

In a story will be read;

Happilly never after,

feeling’s that do not matter.

You have to say something,

It’s better than leavin’ me with nothing.

We once used to be together,

Now without me you feel better..

How did the feelings change?

What for will you revenge?

I’m feeling you slip away,

Further day by day.

I know you want me to let go,

I love you, that’s why I’ll do so.

Love is feeling that you can’t take from me,

Without me you say you’ll be happier, well you better be.

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She’s been everybody else’s girl…maybe one day she’ll be her own

There are so many people that live for others, they care only about what others think. They go trough their lives with many eyes admiring them, while loosing themselves. Yes, they are popular, yes, they are admired- but the person people admire is slowly fading away… trying to escape that hell. I’m not saying that good looks don’t matter- but I think- what’s the good about bon-bon that looks good on the outside, but tastes like crap? I mean, walking-breathing doll, too cool to care about others, too busy to be with the ones who was with them while they were still humans, too fake to even know what’s real… a walking barbie-doll…. She’s been with every cool guy, she’s friends with every cool girl, she gets everything she wants… she gets enough of everything, everyone gets enough of her… but she will never be her own… The truth is she doesn’t know herself who she is.. and she never will… she’s just going trough her life on those high heels thinking she’s perfectly fine, when truth is – the deepest seas of her soul are falling apart, tearing up inside.. Where is she? Where is the girl she used to be? There’s only plastic doll walking upon me.

We have only this moment, sparkling like a star in our hand…and melting like a snowflake. Let us use it before it is too late.

Time… Time is a huge term, but we- people… we divide it in many small pieces- past, present and future.. but who the hell are we to do such thing? Time is one unit… we have only what’s here, everything else is just made up so that we can destroy ourselves with remembering the past and thinking about the future… We never appreciate what we have, cause we remember what we had and dream about what we could have in the future – tell me, why? Cause life is just a game now… At this point, it’s all about surviving. We all are just a little part of Everything, we are one simple atom in the whole process..

Yesterday, today, tommorrow- why? I have today! I want to just be here, isn’t taking one step at a time hard enough?  I wish I had a memory like a hamster- 2 seconds and life goes on.. No hurt feelings, no broken hearts, no problems- just run around in your cage and think.. for whole 2 seconds- doesn’t that sound nice?

Or maybe, just maybe I could get out of life and be a pacer for some time… just sit behind and watch the life around me go on..

Time… time is a catastrophe in the way we have learned to use it – – the bomb counts down, the aging happens – if we had just today, we’d live the life so much better.. but well.. life sucks and then you die.