MY HEART: THE HARDEST PART

<< The sea's evaporated
Though it comes as no surprise
These clouds we're seeing
Their explosions in the sky
It seems it's written
But we can't read between the line
Hush
It's okay
Dry your eye
Dry your eye >>

(Sleeping with ghosts - Placebo)

Sometimes I feel sad.

Sometimes I feel alone.

Tears grow up from my eyes suddenly…in the night…while the town is asleep…when nobody can see me, when nobody can hear me, when nobody can pay attention to my silence which loud out more than a million of people who are talking altogether at the same moment.

The dark, the stars and the moon…they are the only ones shy witnesses of my sorrow.

I try to sleep just saying to myself: “don’t you worry Mary, someday you’ll be fine…”

Shall I? Who knows…

And then I look up to the sky and I start thinking him, my unknown soulmate…

They say that for every person in this earth there’s another one who has been made specifically for oneself. Is it true? It might be…

I stare at the sky and I wonder if he is watching the same stars and I try to pay attention and I look for his glance which maybe the starlight can reflect.

Are you thinking of me? Are you wondering where I am? …Or what am I doing? Are you wondering if I miss you? …or if I need you?

Where are you now? I wish you were here…

I look back on myself and I wonder where I went wrong.

I’ve been thinking that it was me in wrong…but I know now…I wasn’t…

When you trusted in someone and that one disappoint you, you start thinking you are guilty and you are the one to blame. It’s hurts. It’s hurts because, deep inside, you know you was right and you can’t pay every time for the someone else’s carelessness.

I’m tired to wait. I’m tired to suffer. I’m tired to cry.

I need you and I need you now! Where are you? How can I find you? How can I guide you home?

Tell me…did you ever cry for love? Did you ever in love? Did you ever love?

If my hope to meet you can be compared to the light then night will not being ever more.

I wish you held my hand, I wish you smiled at me at the morning, I wish you could make me laugh with your funny tales, I wish you would let me no more. 

I know…I told I’m tired…but to be honest I think I’ll never stop waiting for you.

I’m sure, we’ll have the chance to meet us in this life. It MUST happen.

I hope you’re happy, I hope your  heart is away from any sorrow. I hope your life is full of good things. I hope you are loved anyway.

I’ll find you I know. I’ll find you in a day like the other ones, I’ll find you when I’m not looking for you, and it will happen in that way, by chance…

I’ve faith in that…I believe in that so much that I’ve tattooed this hope on my skin, right on my back, and it sounds like a prayer: Soulmates Never Die.

<< Hush, it’s ok…

dry your eyes.

‘Cause Soulmates never die…>>