Grinding Chocolate

In the moment of happiness when you think you have found true love suddenly you feel kind of dizziness coming from above.  You can never know when true love will show.  We are like lost souls that don't know which way to go.  Since I saw your eyes,  they are the only thing that I think of at the night. Since I kissed your lips,  they are the only thing that my head won't skip.  What I thought it was a mistake,  it is actually a thing that I wanna repeat and to have many memories to create. 

   You can't be friends with everyone, that's for sure. Somethimes you can't be friend even with the person you thought you knew it for many years.     Is it hard only for me to trust to someone? I can't even trust to my shadow anymore.     I thought that she was my friend. I shared everything with her. For what? I couldn't give her expensive birthday presents or to go out in some luxury restaurants. But she had my full loyalty, my full support and help for everything, my honest advices.   Now, do you know what does my ex bestfriend have? Two-faced friends, with a lot of money and expensive cars. But she doesn't have someone to talk to.       Please people, don't put money over friendships! True friendship is something that you can't buy, even if you had all the money in the world. 

Because we both know how this will end because it is easier to pretend. Still standing at this crossroad and waiting for I don't know what. You can see a smile on my face, you can feel a tear in my heart, you can touch my soul and it will fall apart. And still standing and waiting... And still it's not ending...

I do not feel fear anymore... For every single thing that can come and go, I know that only one will stay. Forever... Even alone... You know how to hold my hand, you know how to make me smile you know even how to stop me crying. Your love that you give to me, your warmth that keeps me in life, your smile that makes me wanna fly, are things that make me be the light in your eye.

"Shhht... It may be worse." He who does not respond to pain,  he who is not afraid to oppose to pain, he is not even sick. He is dead.

Under this sky made from iron you will become only shadow not being able to fly.  You will have no voice, no dreams, your soul will be a mystery. There will be only screams,  you will not find your own liberty. Come... We will speak in silence.  Even if it is cold and we have no clue, I will always find a little strength to make a warm summer between my fingers for you.