clouding back home

We are all made of stars. Even stardust. From time to time.. some stardust is good for killing all that hurts. :)

Era sa uit that i have only one loa project. M-am trezit sambata gandidu-ma ca parca nu m-as mai duce sa alerg. Well, duminica dimineata, as almost any other sunday, my dream was here again. Maybe as a kind reminder of not letting the others scar me anymore.

I love you, for every time you remind me what i need to be in this life. And i love you for every time you're helping me grow. And with the whole world standing between, i still love you. Pentru ca real love is forever. It follows us from the past, and is here to remind us we'll love eachother in the future. And in every paralel reality there is. And even here.

It was just a test, i know. :)
Like any other test, a cruel one, but still.

Era sa uit ca stiu ca, caprioarele sunt fricoase. Pe cat de incapatzanate, pe atat de fricoase. Well, in fear you can't build love. Dar poate trebuia doar sa-mi amintesc. Fricoase. Incapatanate. Egocentrice. :)

Clouding back home.
Trusting intuiton.
Lingering on the edge before falling back into love.