sábado, 15 de janeiro de 2011
i confess i was waiting for you.
it is strange! there is this feeling of emptiness i cannot explain, it resides inside me and is difficult to get rid off.
when i was no longer expecting you - suddenly, there you were! and i got carried away, almost instantly.
it is true. solitude is a plain white board, where i can trace every step that dares to walk by, leaving a footprint.
i enjoy your presence so much!
i've been thinking about the reason, but there's no point in trying to disclose secrets so well kept by the inteligent recesses of the mighty universe. perhaps it is the music of the spheres playing a very beautifull tune or some occasional unsuspected fellings of want...
after i saw you tonight i was calm, as if taken to some peaceful shore.