March 25, 2011

This is the last smile I fake....

Open....refresh....close...open...new post....Tangled words that pass through my mind...To write...for what? What difference would it make? Illusions gone in the four corners of the Universe... Iloveyou's that never meant anything to you. Careless games from which none of us won...Faked smiles and souls transforming in demons, fallen angels and disasters. Internal noise and fights, pain, more pain, tears transforming into drops of deep red blood. Nothingness and disillusion... Words that cut like paper...thin...deep...just in the middle of the soul, leaving scars that never heal, always reminding that you've passed by...Memories of butterflies flying over the sea...Dreams of you and me running on the beach and holding each others hand.
On the dusty road, all that remains is you, with the sad look, turning away from me...Wet drops falling on my check and making small spots on the sand...This time I am not calling you anymore...I am not trying to stop you anymore...There are different roads that lay before us...And this is my last smile:
"To my butterfly...
Spread your beautiful blue wings and fly towards the Sun. I am spreading my red wings and will fly towards the Sea. It's our last trip around the Universe, but this time we will not touch our antennas anymore...From up there where you will be, never turn your look towards down. I will fly parallel to the water surface and will try not to look up...
I love you, with all the stupid mistakes you've done, with all your fear, with all your emptiness and sadness...I love you when you hurt me and when you make me smile just with one short look...I love you only as a butterfly can love and can be loved.
No World will be more beautiful than the one that you showed me...No tears will hurt as much as the ones I cried for you in so many time...
I love you, butterfly...But butterflies die fast...And 1+1=1, as you showed me....So fly now..Out of my life...thoughts...emotions...

With all my love,
Another butterfly"

In the hands of faith, we are just pieces of the puzzle....somewhere...somehow...in another life...under some other sky.
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4 comments:

  1. AnonymousMarch 27, 2011 at 11:30 PM

    1-1=1 also. All we need is just a little patience.

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  2. castadivaMarch 28, 2011 at 1:16 AM

    :)) really? What is patience? Actually...for what? may I remind you this: "To have patience means just an imbecil waiting for nothing, go with the flow, feel the vibe and let go,while we are doing everything in the same time without doing SOMETHING at some moment, because yes, the whole trick is to BE PATIENT" ?! :) and actually we are not added or subtracted...we are multiplied and divided...that is why everything = 1.

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  3. AnonymousMarch 29, 2011 at 10:09 PM

    Naaah, I know what you mean, yet I was not referring to 'that' kind of patience, which is exactly as described above. The assumed patience, the inhaled - exhaled patience comes only when one knows what to be patient for. And only then patience turns to virtue.

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  4. castadivaMarch 30, 2011 at 2:00 AM

    @viatacaopuladecal: that's why I like you :D si nah, ca de abia m-am intors de la jazz si mi-e lene sa gandesc in engleza: bem o bere cand vin in Gl..si imi spui cum e cu rabdarea...

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