Missbehave

A girl currently busy discovering the world.
Work-In-Progress.

For you.

So, is this what happiness looks like?
Your blue eyes between my white sheets
Our bodies chained together under the blanket
I turn around every once in a while just to check if you are still there
And I hate sleeping because I miss you
I turn around and feel your arms and I’m not sure if I’m dreaming
Or if you are really here with me
But I almost don’t care, if it’s a dream or reality
As long as you are there

People don’t change

People don’t change

They change opinions, color of the their hair

They change ideas and shoes

They even change the way they take their tea sometimes

But what defines a person, their most inner behaviors, their most intimate believes

Those never change

So little girl, stop being so naïf

I can see stars in your eyes every time he looks at you in that way,

but don’t be fooled

People never change

Like a wounded animal

Like a wounded animal I limp trough the forest, leaking my wounds with the hope that I will soon heal them

But my heart is injured and I cannot reach it with my tongue

Maybe you will be able, with the hand of your soul, to fix it

When you fall, you can see the scar on your skin and stop the pain and heal the wound

When your heart is broken there is no visible sign, no blood flowing, no medicine that will stop the pain

besides time.

A beautiful mess

So change has arrived and I wasn’t prepared. Like an unexpected gust of wind that makes the girls’ skirts dance, it came into my life all at once, turning it upside down.

I believe that one day I will look back at this period and see a neat and meaningful path of events that lead to a turning point in my life.  For now, I just see a beautiful mess.

Patience is a virtue and I am training every day. I want to be strong and ready, because my moment will arrive soon; that day when I will wake up and you will hold my hand and look straight into my eyes. We will both know that this is it, no words will be needed, we will just be ready.

This thought is a ray of light in my soul and I will hold on to it and let it grow until it becomes the most beautiful sunrise.

Precious things

It’s when you stop looking for them, that you actually find the most precious things

It’s when you stop doing the things that they told you to do, live the life that they told you to live

That you find what you were looking for

I have been looking for you for the longest time

Searching through eyes, arms and souls

Testing them to see if our thoughts were alike, if our dreams would cross

Finally one day you were there, standing right in front of me

Your eyes shining in the dark, and that smile, that makes the darkest day shine bright

We stopped, and my heart told me the truth about you

It’s when you stop looking for them, that you find the most precious things

I stopped and I found you

The most precious of all

I wish I knew

I wish I knew where, and when

and all of the other secrets that float in your mind

I would grab your hand, and hold it as strong as I can

and take you to that silver lining that we are both looking for

We could let the waves clean our hearts

To start all over again

I hear your footsteps in the distance, they are so far away

There is no sound in my heart now, it is quiet like the first day of snow

Cry on my shoulder my baby

I will clean those scars on your cheeks

Please trust me when I say, one day I will

You said you wish you were younger

You said you wish you were younger, so you could make mistakes again

You always walk on the edge, to make sure you feel alive

Don’t be afraid little bird, life is tough, but your wings will take you far

 

You said you once felt lonely in the middle of life

But loneliness is just a state of mind

Don’t be afraid my baby, I will hold your hand all the way

You will always see my reflection in your eyes

 

You said you wish you were younger, to do everything again

You never look at the past, to make sure the present is real

When I see you smiling little bird, the whole world becomes beautiful  

Love is not loud

Love is not loud

Is in the little unnoticed everyday things

Is in my smile while I pass my hand through your hair

Is in that word that only you and me know

Is in my dad’s cup of tea before going to bed and in my mum’s words of comfort always ready to be said

It lives in a friend’s hug

In a pink sunset

I would like to celebrate, with you all, the lovely ordinary essence of love

In this I do believe.

In this I do believe.

I do believe that everything happens for a reason and that life is not a meaningless flow of casualities, but instead is an meaningful path of chained events.

If you, my friend, ask me if this means that no man has power over his own destinity, I will answer that you are, indeed, the one and only Master of your stars. Every decision that you take will lead to a cosmic change linked to the next step of the walk that is your life.

In this I do believe, that Me meeting You has a meaning beyond the immediate comprehension. That even that day the stars where watching us from above, and one day I will know, oh I’m sure, I will know why.

So take a deep breath, hold my hand, and come with me.

I see a beautiful road ahead of us and I would like you to be my compainion on this exotic trip.