Wednesday, August 31, 2011

words.

I can feel your restlessness. I mean, a moment like this yeah you want me, you want us and then that moment passes. Then you become like this ghost. Fourteen years ago, "I love you" was more than enough. It was almost revolutionary. And now... I don't know. They're just words. I mean, I know you mean them, but I don't know what they mean to you.

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  1. I understand this feeling. I think it is just an optics problem. Divergence. Two people in the same point together but looking in different directions.

    About that. I actually have started appreciating people who never use those words or words of that kind. Most of the times they are unnecessary.

    And now that I am reading you writing in English, I am thinking that I wish I was keeping writing in English more on my blog

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  2. it's never too late my dear friend! :) and yes, I agree with u... less parole parole and more... facts.

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