i'm a girl.
just a little, scared girl.
afraid of being alone,
lost,
dazzled,
trapped,
deceived.
it isn't so hard to understand my needs.
they're way too simple.
yet, everytime i try to open my soul to someone, i get hurt.
it's like breaking a little, heartshaped glass.
it's not so easy, but it's not impossible either.
yesterday i talked to my friend.
we talked for hours about everything we're afraid of.
she confessed, i confessed
and at one moment, we had like forty items on the list.
she said i am running away.
from real life, real love, real job, everything that's real.
i wouldn't call it a runaway
maybe just a little step aside
but definitely not a runaway.
when you get to the point in your life
when nothing is enough for you
and you're always craving for more
you get empty.
because noone in this damn world isn't ready to fulfill that emptiness
by just being by your side.
this planet is growing cold and i don't think it'll ever be like it used to.
maybe i'm just old-fashioned
but it's hard for me to spend time with someone and not care.
three days ago i would say i love the world.
today, i'm not really sure.
why?
nobody knows.
maybe i'm just too insecure with my own feelings,
maybe i don't trust people anymore.
my mother always says "trust people, but always be 2 percent reserved"
in my case, it's more than two.
back to the point.
she asked "why are you doing it then, if it hurts you? why are you still supporting those emotions
if they're to break anytime?"
and i said "because i love the boy."
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