It is said that the piano reaches the human heart,
It is said that it's the only thing that keeps you alive, keeps you strong, keeps you together, keeps you from falling, keeps your heart from being alone and on top of all it keeps you safe.
And it's also said that when it's combined with his other half (each of us has hes own half, in their vision) their bond is so strong that you can never break it, not by words, not by hate and nor by things that you do..
I wonder, has it reached mine ?
Has it made me strong ?
Has it made me love again ?
Has it made me forget ?
And the one which I'm really curious about is: "Will it ever be the same
Something beautiful. by whatsoeverprojects, literature
Literature
Something beautiful.
I wonder if I can create something beautiful,
And when i start thinking about it, the first thing that comes into my head is:
My unborn child.
And that makes me happy.
I wish he/she takes her mothers eyes and my hair, her soul, my mind, her kindness, my calmness and our love.
Wish he inherits whats best in us.
Never wanted to show this side of me, and that is the hate and rage that is nesting inside of me has probably won over my heart.
Tired of this fight or probably the urge to kill feelings, the urge to scream out my heart.
I never feared nor run from it, but this time I chose to run, forget, scream, hate you, because you used to keep me alive, used to give me hope, used to make me smile, used to do everything together.
But then one day you changed rapidly and killed me, killed my color and destroyed everything in your path, including what was between us. I gave you everything, I gave you my pollen, my perfume, my blosso
I can't even tell what I feel,
And that almost breaks my heart.
I feel so powerless in her face
It's like she's drawing all of my power, all of my strength, all of my sadness, all of my bad dreams.
And I'm almost beginning to doubt myself with everything that I do, everything that I say.
But,
When I'm with you
It's like "I don't know", I can't explain it, how I feel even if I try to.
But I want you to know that I, like you !
Ro:
Şi ma întreb cum am sa ma simt
Când am sa-i spun cuiva
Că am pierdut pe cineva
Nu pe ori şi cine
Ci pe ea,
Iubita mea.
English:
And I will wonder how I will feel
When I'll tell someone
That I've lost someone
Not just anyone
But her,
My love.
It is said that the piano reaches the human heart,
It is said that it's the only thing that keeps you alive, keeps you strong, keeps you together, keeps you from falling, keeps your heart from being alone and on top of all it keeps you safe.
And it's also said that when it's combined with his other half (each of us has hes own half, in their vision) their bond is so strong that you can never break it, not by words, not by hate and nor by things that you do..
I wonder, has it reached mine ?
Has it made me strong ?
Has it made me love again ?
Has it made me forget ?
And the one which I'm really curious about is: "Will it ever be the same
Something beautiful. by whatsoeverprojects, literature
Literature
Something beautiful.
I wonder if I can create something beautiful,
And when i start thinking about it, the first thing that comes into my head is:
My unborn child.
And that makes me happy.
I wish he/she takes her mothers eyes and my hair, her soul, my mind, her kindness, my calmness and our love.
Wish he inherits whats best in us.
Never wanted to show this side of me, and that is the hate and rage that is nesting inside of me has probably won over my heart.
Tired of this fight or probably the urge to kill feelings, the urge to scream out my heart.
I never feared nor run from it, but this time I chose to run, forget, scream, hate you, because you used to keep me alive, used to give me hope, used to make me smile, used to do everything together.
But then one day you changed rapidly and killed me, killed my color and destroyed everything in your path, including what was between us. I gave you everything, I gave you my pollen, my perfume, my blosso
I can't even tell what I feel,
And that almost breaks my heart.
I feel so powerless in her face
It's like she's drawing all of my power, all of my strength, all of my sadness, all of my bad dreams.
And I'm almost beginning to doubt myself with everything that I do, everything that I say.
But,
When I'm with you
It's like "I don't know", I can't explain it, how I feel even if I try to.
But I want you to know that I, like you !
Ro:
Şi ma întreb cum am sa ma simt
Când am sa-i spun cuiva
Că am pierdut pe cineva
Nu pe ori şi cine
Ci pe ea,
Iubita mea.
English:
And I will wonder how I will feel
When I'll tell someone
That I've lost someone
Not just anyone
But her,
My love.
7 October 2010.
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The summer has passed so fast, and I didn't had the chance to tell you what I was actually thinking of you, yeah... indeed it passed fast, didn't had the chance to say my mind out, didn't had the chance to say anything, but now when I actually think of it, there's a million words coming out for it.
So here it goes:
The competition season will start soon:thumb163449860:, the autumn :thumb180853120: has come so fast upon me, and I wasn't actually prepared for it, and I'm sitting and thinking how can I do the things that I haven't made until now.
I still remember when I was laying on the gre