Sometimes Life is just......life.
Sometimes there's no cosmic reason or divine planing but the actions and consecuences of simple and complicated men.
Sometimes a big solution to a huge problem isn't the answer, sometimes a hug is just enough.
Sometimes we can't deal with our feelings, and feel like we are drawning in this black hole we held inside, so we write, and we shout, and we hide in our lovers arms, or we simply stear at our reflection on the mirror not able to recognise the person stearing back at us.
Sometimes we hurt and we cry because life is unfear, because we can't find ourselves, because we hate how we look, how we feel, when our pain is caused by the lack of I love you's.
Sometimes your heart desires what it can't have, sometimes the only reason why it can't have what it desires is You.
Sometimes I'm all these things, sometimes I'm Glowingly Happy......Sometimes nothing's good enough, sometimes a simple smile does the trick......Sometimes I can't get out of bed even in a shinny day.....sometimes all I need is to write my heart away.
A veces te enamoras de una imagen, y no de la persona en si. Supongo que necesitamos creer que es real porque se siente barbaro, pero despues nos damos cuenta que no era real. Y la verdad te pega, fuerte y duro. Pero supongo que asi es la vida. Caer y levantarse, reir y llorar. Porque no podes elegir de quien enamorarnos. Y si pudieramos no creo que nadie lo elija por propia voluntad. Seria todo muchisimo menos magico. Mas facil, seguro. Pero tambien menos intenso, menos real. Creo que quiero decir que hay veces que necesitamos estar solos para escucharnos. Porque si no sabemos lo que sentimos y lo que pensamos no podemos esperar que venga alguien a curarnos.
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