quarta-feira, 29 de julho de 2009

No words...

I am going tomorrow... going to face the truth I tried to escape for too long now...
Even though I won't admit I know that I will have soon to speak about you in the past! I won't admit that I will miss you so much!
You are not perfect however you were allways next to me in bad and good moments... with you bad character, your non demago sentences but saying the truth or at least your reality without trying to be nice.
I learned to know you even though communication was not really our strength....
You taught me how to ride a bicycle, taught me to be demanding with myself 1st and then with the others, you taught me to be honest, look in the eyes and shake hands. How to be pride of myself just because it's me as long as I follow those old rules.
You protected me from my fears....

I learned to love you behond your bid defaults such as you did with me.
Learned how to respect your decisions even though I disagreed with them and be sure that this one is the hardest to accept but I have to...
This will be my last present to you... you are still here but I am afraid to say I already miss you.... Love you

PS- just for "fun" one of your favorite songs:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HGC003Xz3CY

quinta-feira, 9 de julho de 2009

Nostalgie

13 ans demain... 13 ans déjà et même si tout est passé je ne peux m'empêcher d'y penser.
J'y pense et sens une boule au fond de moi sûrement liée au regret et à l'amertume de voir mon Rêve brisé.. un rêve, un project qui semblait si simple impossible en réalité...
Je ressens un mélange de tendresse face à l'innocence des intentions, de la rage de m'en souvenir année après année et de m'être attachée à cette pensée...
Refaire des projects me semble aujourd'hui utopique... c'est le prix de l'innocence perdue...

Une fois de plus no regrets juste un peu de nostalgie