I miss you. Missing you comes and goes like a rainy day. Sometimes it is powerful and drowning like a spring storm. Other times it is a prolonged and silent sadness like a soaking autumn rain. Right now, my 'missing you' - seasons are totally messed up. I carry a lump in my throat for weeks now.. and every now and then, mostly when I lay alone in my bed, looking at the cloudy night sky, this lump explodes in a firework of emotions until I fall asleep after an enormous physical exhaustion. Logically thinking, there is no reason why I should need you back in my life. I'm happier than I ever was - I have great friends, great job, great home and oh yeah, I am spending my life with The One, My Dream Boy, My Knight in white armour. Only... there is nothing logical about missing you. I miss your smile, your laugh - sincere, sometimes a little arrogant. I miss talking to you about the wonders of the world. I miss you teaching me, showing me how to be better in so many thing...
Браво, който си го може, може си го. Много бих се радвал да има повече твои произведения на български.
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