Sep 19, 2013

My heart has all those dreams

I don't  want my raw heart out of my body. I can't allow my collarbone let him fly away. He doesn't want to be a prisioner anymore.  My heart doesn't have wings but dreams instead. He dreams of all those false ideas about love. How can I convince him to remain here? He wants to be free and live.

Live all those ideas about love. How can I convince him that he will cry? He has all those dreams.
A humid night in a kiss under the stars. He has all those desires. A caress in a cold night. He has this appetite. An autum afternoon in a whisper. 

He is condem to suffer. How can I stop him if he is too blind? I can't cut my eyes and I give them to him. Who will lead him to good? My heart is impatience. He wants to fly and I am scared that I have nothing left.

What am i gonna do with a heart that wants to run all the time? My heart wants to live and I want to die. My heart has all those dreams and I lost many of them. I don't want to fight. I want my hear where he is and he just want to fly...

Sto Lat!

The letter f is missing from my keyboard. I can't type it. It doesn't work.  I have to copy and paste everytime I need to use a word that uses an f.

Life is the same. Sometimes we are missing things and until we don't get them we can complete our sentences. I am wondering when I will feel good again. Something is missing and I keep praying for something to change, for a sign, maybe a miracle...something that tells me I am in the right path.

Today was your birthday and I called you and I was so nervous. I couldn't tell you the speech I prepared within days. I don't know what I am gonna do tomorow morning. I am not allowed to miss you. I wonder how long I will wait to get an email from you or if you will call anytime soon. . How many stories I will miss after today. It's gonna be the same as when we didn't speak for months.

I wanted to sing you Sto Lat, Sto Lat but I couldn't even say anything I memorized even less a song in polish. I saw your pictures and I can't stop thinking of how good looking you are and how miserable I get sometimes because you are so far away.

How do we forget people? How do we change our feelings? when is time to move on?
I miss you a lot today.