lunedì 18 luglio 2011

I’ve seen you.

Your hair, your beautiful eyes. 

During that moment, everybody in the room disappeared, and there were only you and I.

You met my eyes, I quickly looked away, fearing a possible reaction.

And then, you stood up and walked to me.

I panicked, but managed to say “Hello” .

You started talking to me about your world, about you.

Countless moments passed away, I was trapped in your eyes. I knew i was falling in love.

And then, I woke up.

“God Damnit” I screamed this morning. My eyesight was blurry, tears were overflowing.

Reality can be pretty harsh.

I don’t have anyone like you in my life. I’m still searching for eyes like yours…

Wait for me, Someday I’ll be in that bar, gazing upon you…

Damn it…

I didn’t even ask her name..

lunedì 4 luglio 2011

I AM NOT A MORON!

Oh yes you are, wheatley.