Cara Jules,
...I know what are our mutual positions and intents, what are your goals, what are your programs and dreams and I know that I am not part of those dreams or programs or ideals...
You know that everybody's life at a certain point has to be realistic and sometimes we have to abandon our dreams if they are too far or too big...
You have to stop thinking at the past, even if the recent past includes a love story like ours, because if you continue to look at your past or at your memories instead of looking forward you will probably miss lots of eventual beautiful things, or lovely people, or magic moments....., in a few words "past is a limitation for life", this is my point of view.
Ciao Marco
Wednesday, 26 March 2008
Thursday, 20 March 2008
Vine branches
Nothing makes sense to me anymore.
We talk at length on the phone and exchange letters and emails. The words however, are no longer passionate. They are angry, bitter and like the roots of a vine branch, twisted.
Has our love become hardened and suffocated, like the branches of a vine when it has been cut.
If you cut me deeper with your words, will I continue to bleed?
How is this possible?
Your response makes no sense to me. I do not recognise the voice. How could you love me so deeply... so passionately.. and because of one moment... all between us is lost.
How is this possible?
We talk at length on the phone and exchange letters and emails. The words however, are no longer passionate. They are angry, bitter and like the roots of a vine branch, twisted.
Has our love become hardened and suffocated, like the branches of a vine when it has been cut.
If you cut me deeper with your words, will I continue to bleed?
How is this possible?
Your response makes no sense to me. I do not recognise the voice. How could you love me so deeply... so passionately.. and because of one moment... all between us is lost.
How is this possible?