intervento veloce…

ho pochissimi minuti, ma ho troppo voglia di scrivere… perchè? Perchè sono contento… Mi riempio di gioia e….
Beh, nonostante stia  morendo dalla voglia di lei, riesco ad accontentarmi di sentirla finalmente serena dall’altra parte del telefono… La mia gioia dipende anche dalla sua serenità… Non c’è felicità più grande di sentirla finalmente star meglio perchè “i tuoi problemi lo sai sono i miei”… Questa estate sta iniziando a prendere il verso giusto…
Questo sole ha schiarito le nuvole che ingrigivano le nostre anime
ho pochissimi minuti, ma ho troppo voglia di scrivere… perchè? Perchè sono contento… Mi riempio di gioia e….
Beh, nonostante stia  morendo dalla voglia di lei, riesco ad accontentarmi di sentirla finalmente serena dall’altra parte del telefono… La mia gioia dipende anche dalla sua serenità… Non c’è felicità più grande di sentirla finalmente star meglio perchè “i tuoi problemi lo sai sono i miei”… Questa estate sta iniziando a prendere il verso giusto…
Questo sole ha schiarito le nuvole che ingrigivano le nostre anime

2 pensieri su “intervento veloce…

  1. I have taken on a project with a friend that has given me so much fulfillment and peace. I often have to read and do research and in the course of all of that i often think of you

    You have this talent to peer into your soul and write your tears on a piece of paper, or virtual piece of paper that is. Why did you stop?

    Your inspiration can be the love you give to the people in your life or the love that is given to you. Your hopes, your tears, your happiness and your fears are all meant to be written down. Illumination is what i see in your soul even without seeing you or meeting you for a long time. This source of light, even though you don’t see or feel it yourself…this has always been there. Do you know how to recognize such a thing? ……immaginare

    Speak to my soul…tell me anything. this is what i want to tell you everyday of my life.

  2. My whole life has fallen apart and it could not get any worse. I am now forced to do things i do not want to do, for the sake of pleasing everyone around me. I hate my life, i hate where i ended up.

    Being divorced is like having amnesia of the heart, everything suddenly feels so foreign. You cannot remember how to be alone, you refuse to accept that you cannot go home anymore–that home you built from the ground up with your first love. What is worst is when after so many years you find yourself face to face with the person you had built your life with, and this person is trying to buy you out with a price. He is trying to sell the life both of you once loved for a meager $$$ that is so little.

    The worst thing would be having to take it because you need it, because you cannot live without the things that he once has provided and has taken away on a whim. It wasn’t the fact that you have loved these things more than him, it is just that you’ve grown accustomed to having everything in abundance and now…and now…the reality is harsh, you realize those were things he could take away in one second…

    Yes, it seems like everyone is in denial and trying all kinds of positive techniques to escape and manage being in this world. A world where there is a beginning(usually difficult), a middle(sometimes boring) and an end that is tragically sad.

    All i can say is Lord, why did you place me in this world to suffer.

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