In My Life - old

it's been a while since i haven't thought about that. but this weekend was just impossible not to think about it...

for a while now i haven't felt anything special for anyone special. maybe just a flame or some strange twisted mixed emotions, but not the real thing, i guess. it's hard to talk about it actually because people have different opinions.

for example, there's one person who truly believes i'm the woman in his life and his current girlfriend is his second woman in his life. and he still believes there will be a third. tsc. that's not the real thing is it? if you take for granted that one will be over and there will be another one after that, i mean...

anyways, i was observing a couple, my friends, and - i guess i've mentioned that before -, they were so inside the bubble. it was just so annoyingly beautiful to watch them, and their confessions and their intimicy and their looks.

so... nevermind, i'm under pressure and in the middle of a writer's block, but i just wanted to celebrate this and state how beautiful love can be when it's true. no matter which ethnicy, religion or gender. it's just love...

... or something like that ;)