unwell

all day,staring at the ceiling....making friends with shadows on my wall....
All night...hearing voices telling me that I should get some sleep cause tomorrow might be good....
Hold on!
I think I'm headed for a breakdown ...And I don't know why.....I know that they've all been talking 'bout me....
I know...Right now you don't care...
I've been talking in my sleep....
Pretty soon...You'll feel bad....
Pretty soon... You'll feel blue...
Pretty soon... You'll think of me...
Pretty soon..You'll regret me...
And how we used to be..
Stay a while...Maybe then you'll see:
What I had,
What you had,
What we had...


That you had me...


A different side of me...
Soon enough...
I'll be floating in my sleep...And dreaming when I'm awake...There's a new "MYSELF"...
Does she need me?Does she need us? Will she mourne us? Or maybe just me? Or even herself?


All day....I'll do my crying in the rain...

Timp

Timpul fuge mult prea repede...Am nevoie de el...Am nevoie de el petrecut cu tine....Undeva...Departe...Doar noi doi...Sa fie bine...Sa visam cu ochii deschisi...
Let's just be happy.....We are in love...So...Why not just be happy?
We are,aren't we?

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ma simt ca un astronaut pierdut in spatiu,la kilometri si kilometri de casa...ratacit si fara drum.am muncit si am incercat.degeaba...o piesa din puzzle nu se potriveste...o jumatate si cu o jumatate...din nefericire...nu fac un intreg. Si curg...picatura cu picatura...Si cad,faramatele bucati din ceea ce candva era locul numit suflet.unde se ascundea IUBIREA CEA MARE...Fat-Frumos nu exista...Iar calul alb a fugit de mult...Cu casa de papusi si cu un vis de printesa...acum pluteste pe undeva,intr-un balon de sapun...
departe de toate cacaturile realitatii si vietii de zi cu zi......

...(ultima parte)

Aia care te-a iubit prea mult

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De ce imi spui ca tot ce fac e prost si-ar trebui sa-mi schimb viata mea din nimic in ceva mai bun?De ce sa stau cuminte-n dreapta cand conduci?De ce sa nu conduc cu-a 5-a noaptea-n zori de zi?
De ce sa nu vorbesc?
De ce sa tac acum?
De ce m-am pierdut pe drum?
De ce -am in creier nord?
De ce-am in suflet sud?
De ce nu sunt copil?
De ce-s atat de crud?
De ce-am uitat sa rad?
De ce platesc DOAR eu?

Raspunsul e suuuuuuuuper simplu: DE PROASTA


Hello! Meet me:I'm the stupid one.The brainless one....Aia fara suflet.Aia batjocoritoare.Aia care ii nenoroceste pe toti.Aia care ii chinuie pe toti.Aia care nu se gandeste decat la ea.Aia care ...Aia care...Aia care....etc,etc,etc

Carti

Oare cine ar fi crezut ca vechea zicala care spune foarte clar ca "cine are noroc la carti,n-are noroc in dragoste" este cat se poate de adevarata? Eu in nici un caz nu as fi crezut...Dar se pare ca e valabila...Eh...sau poate doar...cine stie?Poate cei care se descurca la jocurile de carti sunt doar mult prea patimasi in restul timpului?
Oare mama are dreptate cand spune ca sunt o fiinta pragmatica? Hm...Ma indoiesc...Si am auzit-o de prea multe ori spunandu-mi ca nu pun pasiune atunci cand tin la cineva...Cred profund ca greseste...
Pun prea multa pasiune..Si sunt patimasa in tot ce fac...Si da,stiu ca asta nu imi aduce decat necazuri,insa....ce sa-i faci?Omul pana nu isi face damblaua...Nu se lasa...Si daca mai exista si un strop mai mare de orgoliu,amestecat cu un usor simt al raspunderii cand vine vorba de razbunarea care devine de la un punct inconstienta....Too bad...Nu am ce sa ii fac...
Cuvantul compromis...Da,il stiu,ii stiu definitia de DEX,insa...
"Totul sau nimic" si "Now or never"....imi sunt mai mult decat apropiate...Da,poate nu stiu ce e aia rabdare...Dar pana mea...De ce sa am rabdare cand as putea muri si maine? Si daca am rabdare si maine nu mai vine?La ce bun?Ma consoleaza cu ceva faptul ca am avut rabdare? Sau ca am tacut atunci?Sau ca m-am prefacut?
Hey,let's face it: what goes around comes around...

Oare cand doi oameni se cearta...Al cui suflet ramane ciuruit? Ma intreb...Cum e mai bine? O cearta a unui cuplu sa semene cu un simplu schimb de opinii contradictorii sau o adevarata furtuna?
Nu stiu...Dar cred ca impacarea (in cazul in care survine ) e mult mai dulce dupa o tornada decat dupa o adiere pala de vant...
Si daca eu ba da si tu ba nu? Si daca eu vreau aici si tu acolo?Si daca eu te iubesc si tu nu?

I said.....

You've gotta understand...I don't know what this is...I'm under your spell and still...you're now begging me for mercy...Yeah...Just why won't you?Lock me up...Or shoot me down ...There are only two ways of stopping me..Niether will work...Since I'm still here and the spell's still working...Losing it?

Wonder what the hell to do....?The phone don't ring....cause the ring's not home...Days go on and on....Even food don't taste that good...Baby when you're gone...This is is torture...this is pain...I think I'll go insane...
Above what high mountain top are you right now?Do you see the sea as I do?Do you feel its touch as I do?Leaving without you appeared to be not such a good thing..But maybe it's better this way...Cause maybe this way ....You'll be crazy and I'll be a little unwell...At least we see the same sky...Did you just see the star upon I wished to hold you? Did you hear her calling you to me?Will you soon be here? I know...right now...you can't tell...Sh...just listen for a moment...
I turn around and I....I...."You're here!"...