Take A Breath, Relax Your Brain And Forget Your Heart

It's suffocating. Unbearably acceptable. The more time we spend together, the more I want to stick to you forever. And this is too much, I'm telling you. The fear of losing you one day is really kicking in, making me act like a control freak, monitoring every step you take. Having my eyes on you most of the time only to know exactly what you do and what kind of friends you've got around. The paranoia of you loving me less because of my compulsively possessive behaviour and never ending talks is growing. The fact that I keep suppressing your temper is not helping either. What is going on?... I guess... I'm just too scared of you running away from me... And perhaps, I'm really holding you too tight...

A Ride

People are moving fast with their faces distorted. Cars chasing each other when traffic lights are controlling the pace. Everything seems to be moving pretty quick while I'm in the car. Someone once told me "when feelings are gone, they are gone and that's the way it is". Is it? So how come those tingling feelings get to come back again? They don't stay for long though. But a few seconds are enough for you to taste a bit of that which was once gone. Or supposedly gone. Strange. We are really strange creatures. Feelings are there no matter what. The thing is you only rewrite feelings on those you thought they were gone. They never vanish. That is why we have memories, and each episode teaches you something.

Contradiction

It's funny how human beings can be so contradictory. Every single one of us. We're in such a hurry to grow up, and then we long for our lost childhood. We tell people not to do this and that but then slap ourselves back for doing what we told others not to. We make ourselves ill earning money, and then spend all the money on getting well again. We think and worry so much about the future that we neglect the present, and therefore, experience neither the present nor the future. We live as if we were never going to die, and die as if we had never lived.

Grab It

This place is full of uncertainties, unfairness and disgust. You wonder why is it so hard to have things your way, when you most need them to. Questions and more frustrations invade your brain. And for the 548th time you let this big wave of pessimism embrace yourself. You feel like you are pushed to a corner asking why other people have better luck and choices than you. Why? Why not, you hear someone asks. It seems like the world keeps spinning around, not caring about you, about your little wonders and queries. It ignores you. You wonder if it's because the world is too busy to counsel everyone. Or because the world doesn't wait for you to wake up and start figuring out what you really want. Or perhaps, it merely needs you to understand how everyone leads a different life and how grateful you should be with yours. Master your own path.

The 8th Night

Contemplating the fireworks with you was amazing. Watching those sparkling colorful lights dancing in the dark, for almost 15 minutes, made me realize how certain beautiful things were brief... but how one unpredictable sweet kiss was the begining of a path for a lifetime together.

Sleepless Nights

I try not to think about it,
about anything.
I try really hard to forget
about everything.
So I force my mind to be blank
and stay it that way,
but I fail.
I pretend I'm relaxed
and just let go of my mind
to think whatever it wants to.
But it gets stuck and
turns out to be worse than before.
I open my eyes and
close them again.
Everything is so dark yet
I'm able to look around me.
I close them and
I can hear my own breathing.
It's loud,
so loud under the cold silence.
And now,
I am tense.
My heartbeat is intensifying.
I can't.
I can't...
I can't sleep.

Beauty Among The Rushing Time

Time runs. Time flies. Time disappears. And when it does it gives you a horrible feeling that you're losing control over a million things. Time. Something so precious yet there's no way to hold it but to live by it. Yes, that's time in my eyes. It's strange how everything moves in such a fast pace, how they make me feel we've been together for a rather long time even though we haven't. You're simple, subtle and charming in a very unique way. And whenever I look at you, I wonder how come I've such a beautiful creature next to me everyday. Each day reminds me of you... of how you complete my life. I'm pretty sure I've said it to you before, but I guess it's never too much or too repetitive when you really mean it. And yes, I mean it. So please, keep lighting up my days, all 7 days of a week.