what will…

I’m just the pieces of the man I used to be
Too many bitter tears are raining down on me
I’m far away from home
And I’ve been facing this alone
For much too long
I feel like no-one ever told the truth to me
About growing up and what a struggle it would be
In my tangled state of mind
I’ve been looking back to find
Where I went wrong
Too much love will kill you
If you can’t make up your mind
Torn between the lover
And the love you leave behind
You’re headed for disaster
‘cos you never read the signs
Too much love will kill you
Every time
I’m just the shadow of the man I used to be
And it seems like there’s no way out of this for me
I used to bring you sunshine
Now all I ever do is bring you down
How would it be if you were standing in my shoes
Can’t you see that it’s impossible to choose
No there’s no making sense of it
Every way I go I’m bound to lose
Too much love will kill you
Just as sure as none at all
It’ll drain the power that’s in you
Make you plead and scream and crawl
And the pain will make you crazy
You’re the victim of your crime
Too much love will kill you
Every time
Too much love will kill you
It’ll make your life a lie
Yes, too much love will kill you
And you won’t understand why
You’d give your life, you’d sell your soul
But here it comes again
Too much love will kill you
In the end…
In the end.

Ce s-ar fii intamplat…

E o perioada mai speciala, sau cel putin o simt asa, pentru ca fiecare toamna e dificila… Iar asta e cu atat mai speciala, cu cat simt ca ma schimba.

Te-am visat azi noapte….pe tine, da, tu cel care nu vei citii niciodata aceste randuri. N-a fost un vis de bun augur, a fost mai degraba un cosmar, in care sufeream amandoi, dar nu unul pentru celalalt, ci pentru lumea asta care se schimba, care pe zi ce trece e tot mai marunta. Cu toate astea, as fii preferat sa nu ma trezesc, sa ramanem amandoi in mintea mea, in visul acela in care intr-un final n-am putut decat sa te imbratisez, cu cel mai sincer sentiment de prietenie. Mi-e un dor nebun de tine, mi-e atat de dor de timpul care nu l-am petrecut niciodata impreuna, mi-e dor de timpul atat de scurt, secundele acelea in care ne vedeam, mi-e dor de neputinta fiecaruia de a masca in vreun fel zambetul sincer in momentul in care ne vedeam. Tu n-ai sa stii niciodata cat imi e de dor…nici eu n-am sa stiu, nu voi starui prea mult in amintiri, si voi uita visul acesta, si cu el, te voi uita si pe tine.

Oare ce s-ar fii intamplat daca o data…macar o singura data, am fii vorbit? Asta excluzand singurul mail care mi l-ai trimis, singurul mail, care l-am “trait” in tacere. As fii pus totul pe seama imaginatiei daca nu mi-ai fii scris niciodata, nu stiam ca si tu…  simti partea aceea frumoasa dintr-o viata, cand doi oameni n-au nevoie de cuvinte sa comunice, nu credeam ca ai vazut tot ce am vazut si eu…Ce s-ar fii intamplat daca as fii raspuns la invitatia ta?