Letters to my heart...(letter 2)

Dear Heart,

I miss...I miss those times...I miss those times when we were best friends...I miss those times when we were best friends and everything was perfect. We felt...we felt the same way...we felt the same way about anything. We used to be able to deal with any situation together. How come now you've betrayed me? You began to love him when I told you you're gonna get hurt. Don't tell me now that you're angry and don't cry because I warned you this would happen.You wouldn't listen to me. "Now, suffer!", I wish I could tell you...but you're still my best friend and I can't let you down no matter how much I want to. I saw a film the other day that reminded me of our relationship. A boy was trying to convince a girl not to jump from a ship. She asked him why couldn't he let her go and I loved his answer: "I'm too involved now...If you jump, I jump!". My dear friend, now I tell you the same thing: if you suffer, I suffer! So, please, my sad friend..let me help you, let me be there for you 'cause I can't stand to see you like this!

Your true friend,
Me

Letters to my girl...(letter 1)

My dear Girl,

I never...I never thought...I never thought he'd see...I never thought he'd see a peaceful place and try to conquer it with every weapon a man can use. I'm a wreck. I wanted so badly to keep those gates open that now I wish they were hermetically closed and indestructible. But I can't close them...not yet...I'm confused, I know...I feel like a marionette but I still love him. I can't explain why. It's like he has put a spell on me and I can't stop loving him. I can't understand why he does all those things and how come he can be so different every time. He wears so many faces that I don't get which one is the real one or if he wears just masks. Every time I try to look inside him he hides and I start to wonder if he's doing that just because he likes to see me curious or he's afraid of me. Then I wonder...what can he be afraid of? I don't know for sure but I think this dilemma is the reason of me still loving him. Just like you, I hope I'll find the truth someday. Hope...hope is...hope is the best...hope is the best thing you can do.

Love,
Heart

Letters to my heart...(letter 1)

Dear Heart,

A way...my way...my way of thinking...my way of thinking about him...my way of thinking about him whenever...my way of thinking about him whenever he loves...my way of thinking about him whenever he loves me. You...you are always open...you are always open for him...you are always open for him although you shouldn't. He may love...he may love me...he may love me but still...he may love me but still he takes me for granted. Sometimes I think I should close you and throw the key because the one who loves me would jump over the fence and mend YOU before he lets you love again...In spite of this, I keep those gates open for him though I know he doesn't deserve it. Why do I keep doing that? I guess...I guess I still...I guess I still hope...I guess I still hope for a change...I guess I still hope for a change that I know will never come. Is it that wrong to believe the impossible would ever become possible?

Love,
Me.

Neprețuit

Timp nebun, fugi pierdut în negura amintirii
Și nu stai o clipă să pot a visa
Prezentu-i doar o stea din mii pe cerul nopții
Viitoru-i deja trecut în lumea ta.

Degeaba încerc să alerg în urmă-ți tare
Sperând să te prind în colivie
Căci lumina-i nimic în umbra ta mare
Și nimic nu te-ntrece-n veșnicie.

Când tu ca nisipul printre degete te scurgi
Bucuria devine uitare-n minte
Și două ceasuri par doar secunde mai lungi
Iar poveștile devin cuvinte.

Am învățat că viața este mult prea scurtă
Ca să te hrănești din trecut
Și că cei mai mulți din noi n-ascultă
Când clipa să se sting-a-nceput.

Vreau să simt că trăiesc această viață
Nu că fug bezmetică prin ea
Să simt că am un real viitor în față
Și nu o oglindă pentru umbra mea.

Nu vreau o pânză albă pe șevaletul vieții mele
Nu-mi doresc nici s-o pătez
Vreau s-o pictez doar în culorile mele
Tabloul aproape perfect să-l creez.

Muzica, condeiul și cărbunele-mi sunt prietenii
Ei îmi vor fi etern aproape
Și-mpreună cvartetul plenar vom deveni
Noi vom cuceri lumile toate.

Știu c-aș putea și munții să-i mut de vreau
Cerul nu-i nicicând limita mea
Și-un ocean aș fi în stare să-l beau
Orice-aș voi aș putea avea.

Tot ce am de făcut de-aici înainte
E ca ținta să mi-o șlefuiesc
Și nicio furtună nu mă va putea abate
Din calea pe care mi-o croiesc.