Now tell me, why is it that I always seem to have this pleasure for pushing everything to the impossible?
Are they really positive and/or negative changes or they are just changes?
Why is it that every relationship has to have gains and/or losses?
Why is it that a 51% compatible relationship isn’t perfect?
Why is it so fascinating to be able to feel?
How would this world look like when we’ll have nothing left to prove to ourselves and/or to others?
How is it for a relationship to end at the first meeting, instead of beginning?
How much craziness is considered to be normal? How much creativity is considered to be craziness?
It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word
And then that word grew louder and louder
… and it never ended… in a magical world… where…
We can be the kings and queens of anything if we believe.
It’s written in the stars that shine above,
a world where you and I belong, where faith and love will keep us strong,
exactly who we are is just enough
there’s a place for us, there’s a place for us.
And now I’m sure of it. I don’t love you and I will never will. Actually, I think I hate you… for insinuating yourself into my life. Past, present and future, you DON’T EXIST.
update 22:33, 09.01.2011 – I’m lying. I don’t know how to breathe without you… you’re my oxygen. You’ve made it…
