In a bizzare way i always find safety in her, between the 4 walls of her universe, where i moved in as soon she knew that i have no thought of renovation. Maybe i never told her that i felt like home there, maybe i didnt told her that i feel no need to change something as her room was specialy built as a shelter for me. Withouth many luck many others tryied before to repaint and move the furniture, they entered with the boots inside there and they thought that they could renew a soul that doesnt belong to them. I didnt wanted to search through the drawers of memories, neither to fix her dreams by colours and i said to her that i will let her make order around her thoughts with pleasure. And so, i was carrying big and heavy luggages and i asked her for a draw to lock them all..Or better lets forget about them somewhere in the ceiling.They are a lot thrown together, good and bad, that i couldnt know which one to pick. Anyway, the bad ones would scratch my soul again and again and the beautiful ones will hurt me by the simple reason that they are over. I told her that i want to forget, and i found out that she was there with the same reason more or less.She came from a big house with many floors..But one day, without knowing why she moved between the 4 walls of her universe..in which she accepted me aswell.
Posted on: Tue, 26 Aug 2014 05:17:23 +0000
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