segunda-feira, 2 de maio de 2016

It changes all the time

There are some people I miss having around. But, you know, I made some decision that changed me, as well as they did it to change them. We are not the same guys we were years ago. We became a bit of strangers with good memories of the past.

It’s just like that feeling you get when passing by somebody and thinking “oh, I know him/her” but consciously you know you never met him. I know them by sight, I know their names, where most of them live, but that’s it.

But there is an exception to this rule: the long-term friendships. Those that you barely talk to them, but when you do, it’s just like you saw them yesterday and everything between you always go perfectly fine. They know you so well they can guess your poker face or what you feel only by the way you write it. You are an open book to them, and vice-versa.

Sometimes I think that people I miss were actually colleagues, friends of a time or a cycle of my life. But I’m cool with it… It’s comforting to know that they were in my life and helped me when I needed at certain time/situation, and that I also helped them. Also, it’s even more amazing to know that a few of them — really a few — became friends by heart; those true ones I was just referring to.

So all I can do for now is thank them all for being part of my history, and take good care of the gold ones to always be ready to be there for them, because I’m 100% sure: they are here for me if I really need. =)

Let’s keep moving. The world doesn’t stop and we gotta keep up the pace.  

sexta-feira, 25 de março de 2016

It will take me time to get back on the wheels

(but I really hope I can go back to writing just as before, all over again).




It’s been a long time since I came here last time. So much has changed.

I still remember all the little places I used to go, and while walking by those little streets of the town, I can’t help but to remember the good moments we’ve had together in here. Every pub we used to go, and all the walks we’ve done around the pond… All of sudden the feelings come back to my heart and mind, running fast through my veins and taking my breath away.

I still lose my breath because of you… Funny, right?

I wonder what you did to bury feelings and goosebumps inside yourself… (because they’re still there somewhere in your heart, right? You didn’t… You couldn’t forget everything forever… Could you?) Would these streets revive our times to you as well? Would it remind you how happy we used to be? Would it finally make you understand that there was no choice but to set ourselves apart? Would you then… Forgive… Me?

Oh well, who am I talking to. What actually do I wanna get with these thoughts? What is done is done, and I don’t even know which part of the world you are right now.

You could really have left a hint. Anything. I swear I would make my best to show you I’m still worthy. Because I am. I know I am… Right?
So much has changed. So many new colors.

But I’m still stuck in time, seeing you run from me at every corner I turn.