That was a night tune that is still clinging to my ear since then…then.

Barbra Streisand’s : The way we were…

and other thoughts are clinging as well…

- I miss the true presence of “A”…he has this unique nature of being so true and natural…regardless of people’s opinions and expectations…and he manages to be that without a big fuss…without reminding everyone with a big neon banner that he is being normal…it comes smoothly…naturally and I can’t help but think that this is fascinating…to me at least, as acting and claiming are the trend nowadays at least where i come from.

- I miss that certain look ”A” gives me whenever our eyes meet, and that ain’t much…as bold as i am…i couldn’t maintain eye contact with him long enough to really allow something to be carved in me…i steal the gaze and every time i do i see that look…i can’t describe the look…I’ll be too self conscious…but that look makes me forget the whole damn cruel world i live in for just seconds…and that is certainly a bliss…even if it were for seconds.

- Force…a word i despise…a word that rips off my freedom and will…a word that grabs my soul and chocks my heart…a word that i know very much about…I’m forced to be realistic…forced to give up things that would make me happy…forced to postpone a living…forced to accept an unjustified  punishment…but the most bitter, I am forced to live knowing that i might..just might end up harming myself with my own two hands…

- I keep wanting to learn then i get overwhelmed with what i learn so i have the urge to run…then i get tempted to learn then run…then learn….should really stop running or get a break from the continuous curiosity about knowledge.

- I wanna feel pretty…I wanna feel less about my flaws…I’m pursuing that…i am so scared i would loose it all…

- That song:

can it be that it was all so simple then

Or has time rewritten every line?!

If we had the chance to do it all again…

tell me, would we?? could we??