Once someone told me ,that life is like a huge canvas ( i know you think you've heard this before)
and you are putting the pieces together , all the little ones ,
you have to look to the big picture ,while you are dealing with
all the small ones (like little problems) to get something done .
Somehow , when you think you have a little glimpse of
what you are actually building ,you realize that you are in it !
and then you hear a sound and you suddenly realize that you are not alone and ,
when you turn to see your picture - that beautiful one that you are in it.
everything that you didn't even knew that you had built start to falling apart .
And you didn't enjoy the built process because you were too busy
focused on the big picture . the one that it's gone .And you are in it .
Or once were .
Because sometimes in life , we are not .
we are not living . and we are not included .
we have life . and we ... do ... live . But not really .
'Cause some of us fool ourselves pretending that we live .
Do you know how often i had to make a choice not to write ,
just to . just to say . . . you know . .. hi . want to have lunch and catch up ?
whatever . . . .
in the middles of those nights that i can't sleep i still replay you .
this haven't changed .
why those things have nothing to do with anything .
but still hurts , even so .