There and back

Could you walk beside me to the end of the world and back if i needed you to? If I wanted you to? Even if it was out of my pure curiosity? Even if it was just because I wanted to see if the grass really is greener on the other side?
You probably wouldn't.
If I ever brought it up, you would probably tell me that I'm being childish and leave it at that.
And I would believe it. Because I believe in you. I believe that you would climb every mountain for me. Be it on Earth, or someplace else. I believe that you care so much, that it didn't matter that it would be hard for you or that it would hurt you. I believe you know that before hurting you just a little, I would torture myself for monhts. I believe that you know this and it makes you feel pitty for me, if anything... not hate.
But I also believe in fairytales - sometimes. So I guess my believing it doesn't necessairily make it real.
But I sure hoped so.
I'm sorry


I would walk beside you to the end of the world and back if you needed me to. If you wanted me to. Even if it was out of your pure curiosity. Even if it was just because you wanted to see if the grass really is greener on the other side.
Trust me, I would.
If you ever brought it up, I would take your hand and start walking the next instant, if i knew it made you happy.
And You know it. Because you know me better than I know myself. You know that I would climb every mountain for you. Be it on Earth, or someplace else. You know that I care so much, that it didn't matter that it would be hard for me or that it would hurt me. You know that before hurting you just a little, I would torture myself for monhts. You know this and it makes you trust me completely.
You know all this as well as you know that the Sun always rises from the East. And that makes even more real.
And you know that.
I love you

Valetul de romb

Dap, valetul de romb imi aminteste de tine. De absolut tot. Ochi, postura, zambet... tot.
Valetul de romb imi aminteste de momentele in care erai foarte aproape... si de cat de mult imi lipsesti cand esti departe.
Sincer? Nu am nici cea mai vaga idee de ce. Habar nu am ce ai tu in comun cu o carte de joc.
Oare sa fie faptul ca orice lucru marunt imi aminteste de tine? Oare sa fie faptul ca intamplator ma jucam cu un pachet de carti cand m-am gandit la tine intr-o zi si am vazut acel valet? Nu stiu.
Problema mea (sau marele tau noroc) e ca in pachetul ala mare de carti, eu sunt doiul de trefla. Atat. Un pion care admira de departe pielea ta perfecta pe sub care curge sange albastru.
TROMBON!!!
Nu exista doi valeti de romb in pachetul meu... in lumea mea.
Esti doar tu. Si tu vei fi mereu.
Iar eu voi renunta intr-o zi la ideile mele infantile. Ma voi trezi la realitate si imi voi trai viata alaturi de doiul meu de romb. Va semana putin cu tine si ma voi putea convinge ca de fapt nu am pierdut nimic... dar nu vei fi tu... Si asta ma va durea in fiecare clipa din fiecare ora a fiecarei zile.
Sa ai o viata frumoasa.
Cu drag,
Doiul de trefla



P.S. Ciudatenie de post fara niciun fel de relevanta. Nu va ambalati dragilor, nu am gasit marea dragoste neimplinita :)).
Mari noutati nu prea am.
Va salut cu drag si dor de pe insula.
Aveti grija de voi.