Actors

Songs  from the unknown
Whispers that keep on remembering us the things we wished we forgot..
Like a movie that has been running in the cinema for ages..
without an audience..without a public..without someone to watch the awful scenes full of hope and despair in the same time..
The memory of you keeps on coming into flashes before my eyes...
"a memory" that I am not sure it's even real becase it feels overrated

It feels that you have never been here..
Not even your ghost or your shadow...there are no prints that belonged to you..
Not even  a stamp of your touch..
 
Everyone of the spectators that witnessed  the scenes would tell you that the plot was badly written and the actors were not even engaged in the story.But She would tell you otherwise.the story of her life.

And

I love the drama and the endings more than anything,the sundown , the ending of a song ,a book, a week ,a day..
I love the pain that cuts down every cell of your body because in the end you are going to find yourself..a self full of hand prints of the ones that loved you, the ones that  desired you and even the ones who betrayed you.
Beginnings are full of hope , despair and the vague idea that everything lasts forever..and to be honest it bores me cause they are all the same , constant in their essence without the salt and bitter-sweetness.
As he was staring at the ceilings ,he noticed the prints that seemed everywhere in that room..It was like the scene of a crime and he was searching for evidence ..

"I never thought you were that fragile"
or
"Is it all part of the act?"

Sorry.

Here I stand again..
Alone with the night and with you on my mind ..The silence is even louder than it used to be..
I try to pretend that I don't feel anything but who am I trying to lie?
I am not fine and I am tired of this act..
The only truth is that you lied to me in far too many ways..
I only asked for honesty and that was the only thing that you could not give..
.Emotions shouldn't be that hard to borrow since "love" was never a word you came to understand..
I pity you for not being able to feel..but your coldness   won't do me any good and that is why I need to let you go..
I must confess that I really wished you had let me in but now is too late ..
I'm sorry I believed in you and I never saw that you were on a road to misery, a place where I ended because of you...
I don't want to make the same mistake twice and I shall not be played again.

I was here.

Magic

I have alway loved the thing that did not fit in the big picture..and  I don't even know why, or maybe I do , maybe the air of mystery brings me to places that I've never dreamt to see.
Maybe the dust.. the memories ..the past  keep on dictating my steps..
I am just searching for the road to happiness..but am I ?in fact,I am sure now that I keep on running from it because I am afraid that the magic will fade.
The puzzle one day will be complete and I wouldn't want that to happen..and maybe that is why I keep on repeating the same mistakes..
One thing is for sure, we all have magic inside of us , beside the flesh and blood there is somehing that we cannot describe , the way our  body works is just pure magic and the sad part is that sometimes we forget how unique and special we really are.We don't need to prove others anything , we just have to keep looking for the spark of that divine light that we own.

Overdose

You ...you....I have pictured you in far too many details that in the end were impossible to sketch.
It seems  legit to be honest about you..even now in the final moment.
You were too easy for me to understand.You were not full of doubts , you were not asking for the underlying truth about this mad world and maybe that was  the reason I ran away.
I couldn't handle your perfect wings because mine were too broken and I was afraid to  fall if my legs didn't feel the grownd.
Even so your perfection melt my heart  even more than I expected and I will not tolerate so much cruelty..
Knocking on other souls' door should be considered a crime because once the fire is provoked there is no coming  back...

You came in a higher dose than I expected  and my vitals couldn't handle your cold hands .Don't forget your gloves next time.







You asked me once  if I was ever going to write something about you..but my lips froze and I couldn't answer..
You had to break my heart first.-that was the real answer.

Is there a cure?

Like a choros of frogs in a hot summer night ..they keep repeating the awful music that woke up even the deaf heart that was sleeping under the majestic moon , surrounded by a sea of stars..Motionless.
She could hear the whispers in her soft ear...there was no one there except from her past shadows. They came unannounced every time she was alone , they were not welcomed there but she would listen to them every time.It became a song she knew by heart.
The fog was getting thiker but she couldn't find the strenght to move.It was perfect. at least for now.
She was thinking about trust, about how much credit  she gave to the wrong people.She is so naive and hangs on to every word she hears.
Is there a cure?
Maybe not..

You

I wonder whose arms would I run and fall into if I were drunk in a room with everyone I have ever loved." Unknown
 I am sure it would be you ..a summer flame that ended far too soon...it has always been you, no matter what or who because you never left  my mind but one thing is clear.. I can't forgive you for everything that happened and how can I?
I wish things were different..
But I know that you are the one ..that takes my breath away everytime I see you..But I still remember that you are not worth it..not anymore.
We shall always remain two strangers that shared a past...maybe by chance or because it was meant to be..
Today I miss you..But tomorrow I can't promise I'll be still  here.