Sunday, February 27, 2011

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All they see me more happy and relaxed.
I feel happier and relaxed.
My body feels well this idyllic state.
My work in this bea found serenity and tranquility.

Living in the beautiful early love, when everything seems beautiful and every possible difficulty to overcome. There is now something that could break me, nothing could make me give up, nothing could make me go back. But notice the difference to this story, other than the past. I did not think that all that was, he could hurt me so badly, but especially so could affect on me and on my in interacting with others.

I've never been able to express my emotions, at least not in words. It has always helped me write. Yet, for a short time, I was able to unlock and to be that I never thought could be. Big mistake that, now, I'm paying a high price and that, with me, is serving even the person next to me. Yes, I am still very much on the defensive and the mind is winning over the heart. The wounds have not healed completely and the heart, while wanting to give full, it tends to remain chained and protected by the right.

And I'm left to fight with what I want and what you can not do or say. With my silence urlarti all the emotions that would make me feel. With my joke that would communicate the seriousness of my feelings. With my reps who would like to make you understand what you mean to me. With my fear of being able to be ridiculous, trivial, stupid, naive.

so Seeking safety in your words. I demand that you constantly reassuring, words have been said, repeated, but that soothe my insecurities. And you who patiently I'm happy, you're close, to sustain me and love me.

I hate to be so.
hate memories who make the wounds bleed.
I hate people who showed me to be different and then she abandoned without remorse.

I would give you more.
I wish I could tell you everything I feel, think and want.
I wish I could make happy.


Sunday, February 20, 2011

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Falling in love.
again.

Open the gates of his heart and allow another to walk in the garden of feelings and emotions. Finding the rhythm that echoes in your chest, the other in the chest. Feel with every part of your body to be reciprocated. To desire and be desired. Know they're not alone. Be, again, part of a collection. To be two.

not think it could happen again.
not think it could be him.
I never thought I'd found my way.
yet ...

Yet they are different. Very careful, very cautious, very cold and detached.
I grant you, but I run away.
I trust, but I'm afraid.
Start, but I may end the terror.

But then, when I'm with him, all fear disappears. Any doubt is quiet. Any thoughts mutes.
And my heart melts. Slowly began to remove the armor, cautiously approaching each other and sometimes carried away by emotions that arise in me. Emotions that invade the entire body and nestle into the stomach, where an exciting flicker I announced that, yes, I'm in love.

love with you.
Of your flaws.
of your look.
of your mouth.
of your thoughts.
of your being and your appearance.

few doubts.
many fears.

burns with fire.
melts ice.

and me. We
.


Sunday, February 6, 2011

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Waiting

The east wind continues to blow
the pupils shining
cold on the skin.

When you come
love that you're gone?

the wet trails of shadow heavy
fast pass to the look of the evening.

When you come
love that you're gone?

the open window
or entries or songs.
only from afar,
bells and smoke from a bonfire.

When you return
love that you're gone?

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

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The afternoons of January


A melancholy song 80s
while walking through the barren streets of Verona.
It would take more courage in life
to call things by their name,
to admit the truth pending.
The steps are the same one behind the other
but is the set of fingerprints
that determines the path, but
is the set of directions
that determines destiny.
If love was water does not dodge the puddles, I
muddy feet Tomori
without having to change shoes.
The echo of distant memories is thrown from a balcony
sinking into oblivion undisturbed
and meanwhile tried to fill the void.
between traffic lights and bare branches of these tall trees
seek my way home.
I have no compass,
and the North Star was dormant inside of me.
waiting for you.
Light a beacon, illuminating the path.
Let me go. Let me find.
It would take more courage in life
to face the darkness,
to find the light.