LifE is a cyclE of..

A wise man said “Life is a cycle of continuous encountering and separations”

I remember you my friend, when we were just two little kids wearing a dress, and we said to each other “We are best friends forever”.

Time passed, you and me were teens and our minds were filled with crazy things, just so you know..we were sixteen.

Maybe we were too young to see how was going to be beyond the sea and imagine how our lives would be, but I still swore to myself that we would never twist our friendship like the others did.

I flew to pursue my studies, you stayed and continue with yours and I again said to myself  “Four years of gap? that is crap!. Our friendship is just more than that”

Three years passed, and I stood  proud to see you walking the virgin road towards the person whom you love. I prepared a speech so I can speak what is in me and said:

“Hope our grandkids find a good friendship just like we did”

Today my friend, you are closer by distance but far in my heart.

I wish I could say more than that but it is a fact.

When did we fell apart?

No matter how much I think, I feel that you and me just became two different things.

But still, I do believe that one day we will talk again just like those two kids without fear in their hearts.

Until then,

Good bye my friend

SeE me AgaiN

Yesterday, I heard you saying “Would you care accompanying me?”,

Yesterday, I saw you staring at me and saying “I love you more than anything”,

Yesterday, I felt your lips whispering at me “once more, so times goes to sleep”,

It was just yesterday when we both agreed that this was the love that everyone seeks.

So I  beg you today, to listen your heart say: “I love you more than yesterday”

I ask you today to ask me “How was your day?” so I can answer “It was a gloomy day”,

See me again, as you saw me yesterday.

Then you will see what is in me and maybe remember what it used to be

Defining the unknowN

Try to define the unknown.

Try to define the law of love.

Try to define yourself after all.

Five years ago, I left you not knowing when I will see you once more.

I thought is just another countless crazy thoughts.

Five years now, I felt like I just knew where I was heading to.

But life is fooling me again with their trick or treat in October one day.

After five years, you  sat next to me and we spoke about the law of love and the unknown, yet we felt the same way, I know.

“I’m happy ” I said, but somewhere I knew I was very confused just like in the first day.

Still, you saw me smiling and you said “My feelings were bigger than what I thought”.

Then I said, “Be nice to whomever you would meet one day. Maybe we were just not meant to be one in this life yet.”

What am I afraid of? I asked myself.  you?  myself? or love itself?

After five years, I can’t define you, myself  and love after all.

It is just the “unknown”

Crazy it may sound to those who read this little post, but life is playing Halloween just like in the mind of a teen.