that day I filled my suitcase of dreams and illusions, loaded it with joy, so that cost me close. Everything seemed to awaken
around me, going towards you, open wide, yet a way to go, but with the enthusiasm to undertake new, expected, desired ...
I thought we needed some time to fit our pieces, like a puzzle, with patience and calm. With the complicity, knowing that love conquers all, convinced that we were the closest thing to soul mates.
But then I discovered your silence. A silence I push you away from me, I saw but did not know what to do, nor could distinguish if you wanted your space or you feel uncomfortable with my presence, or if you were sorry you were disappointed in something ... what you going? Why do not you hide me?
I waited for you to give step ... but when I did it was to clarify, to find a solution, the two together, as we talked about many times, was to sentence.
Through tears and despair turned to pack, this time I had no problem to close, there were no dreams or illusions that fill only was the gap left by the silence, the injustice ... the misunderstanding.
took five long months waiting for a response a call. Meanwhile I continued with my life as best I could. I've been rebuilding my world just barely. There were times when it flags, where I fell, not deny it, but I got out.
And one day, we talked, I felt close, sincere ... and the idea I was glad to see you again, even despite knowing that all the path might fade and leave me just at the point of departure in that it left me.
And although this has not happened, now I feel all is lost, you take what I had, which kept them in the depths of my heart. Today I can say that my hands are empty ... that I have nothing to offer, however you have provide everything, but not for me to tell you how or to whom you must.
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