vineri, 27 septembrie 2013

Present

It feels so real,so present ..
but it's not here..it feels so close to your heart.yet,  you can't touch it..it lies there ..as a vivid memory that keeps appearing in the most inappropriate moments.It's not real or close at all..it's just a dream..something that vanished too fast..weeks..months..you can't feel them because you are still there..trapped in a neverending dream of hopes that shine a rainbow of mistakes  and flaws..when you feel down in the dumps you wish you were there..There..where everything felt right..where everything tasted as a perfect cocktail of happiness and freedom.yet you feel.Bareness and misery..and nothing more..
How can we go back without turning back the clock?
How can we be  brought back to life , when we can just  survive?
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