De o ora stau si ma uit pe tavan.
Nu pot sa dorm, intr-un fel nici nu vreau sa dorm inca.
Ascult aceiasi melodie incontinuu.
Ma simt ciudat, nu imi e bine.
Sunt ingrijorata, imi e frig si nu ma pot opri din plans.
Sunt trista fara sa am un motiv anume.
Am nevoie de tine acum mai mult ca oricand!
Imi e frica sa recunosc ca imi e frica.
Linistea va curge-n mine...
Despre mine
- A.
- Vienna, Austria
- I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken. But I didn't really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted, and then losing it to know what true freedom is.
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