Monday, January 5, 2009

I Am A Guy Should I Wax?

not give up a friendship

I thought I had the full quota. That luck was running out. The jewels were essential and quite difficult to find conservative cost, I already had mine.
And you came. Slowly, smoking and without warning. You sat in front (although you were to the side from the first day). We were enough to spend a few days of my platitudes and your spit from you and I pushed to the extreme, in bits and strokes, unclear but enough of our lives. Dug a path to me so deep that we surprised the two of us quickly. We count our sites with names (as I like to put names to them as if they knew!) And I lost the timidity and procrastination. You got me calm and security.
always want to escape and drown in your room in the absence of alcohol. Follower of lost battles you feel peculiar. But not that. It is no different. Cause it is just a game. We distinguish those moments when you take off your mask so cowardly and struggles against it is impossible not to doubt. Miras, feel, take a risk, share and understand with such force that it is inevitable sign.
I stay with it, and future calls (no matter who are not, because they look), with a notebook of outstanding talks, music to listen to, books to change, meet mine, I to yours and especially not to resign.

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