I don't mind where you come from
As long as you come to me
I don't like illusions I can't see
Them clearly
I don't care no I wouldn't dare
To fix the twist in you
You've shown me eventually
What you'll do
I don't mind…
I don't care…
As long are you're here
Go ahead tell me you'll leave again
You'll just come back running
Holding your scarred heart in hand
It's all the same
And I'll take you for who you are
If you take me for everything
Do it all over again
It's all the same
Hours slide and days go by
Till you decide to come
And in between it always seems too long
All of a sudden
And I have the skill, yeah I have the will
To breathe you in while I can
However long you stay
Is all that I am
I don't mind…
I don't care…
As long are you're here
Wrong or right
Black or white
If I close my eyes
I's all the same
In my life
The compromise
I close my eyes
It's all the same
As long as you come to me
I don't like illusions I can't see
Them clearly
I don't care no I wouldn't dare
To fix the twist in you
You've shown me eventually
What you'll do
I don't mind…
I don't care…
As long are you're here
Go ahead tell me you'll leave again
You'll just come back running
Holding your scarred heart in hand
It's all the same
And I'll take you for who you are
If you take me for everything
Do it all over again
It's all the same
Hours slide and days go by
Till you decide to come
And in between it always seems too long
All of a sudden
And I have the skill, yeah I have the will
To breathe you in while I can
However long you stay
Is all that I am
I don't mind…
I don't care…
As long are you're here
Wrong or right
Black or white
If I close my eyes
I's all the same
In my life
The compromise
I close my eyes
It's all the same
((thanks Vale M for showing me this song))
I would like to close my eyes and never opening them again at least for a while.
There are feeling and thoughts that I keep inside of me hidden from the outside world; no one knows about them, sometimes not even myself. But recently I felt that I couldn't keep on fighting on my own. I simply felt that I wanted to give up just for a few minutes because the weight on my shoulders was killing me.
I decided to go to Church early in the evening in order to pray before Mass.
It was only me and him although it was full of people on their knees giving themselves into his grace. I cried and I laughed; I read the two first lectures and I asked him to help all of us to live each day with happiness and faith.
These three hours in Church were the only hours of peace that I had during my whole weekend - Yes, it was a harsh weekend indeed. And at some point I felt weak and abandoned and I am still feeling a little like that.
Right in this moment I am not feeling well and I just need someone to hug me because I am sad.
The song above is the perfect song with the perfect rhythm for this imperfect moment in which my home is a broken home, when I am missing both of you too much and I am feeling under pressure almost every minute of every hour of every day.
I would like to close my eyes and never opening them again at least for a while.
There are feeling and thoughts that I keep inside of me hidden from the outside world; no one knows about them, sometimes not even myself. But recently I felt that I couldn't keep on fighting on my own. I simply felt that I wanted to give up just for a few minutes because the weight on my shoulders was killing me.
I decided to go to Church early in the evening in order to pray before Mass.
It was only me and him although it was full of people on their knees giving themselves into his grace. I cried and I laughed; I read the two first lectures and I asked him to help all of us to live each day with happiness and faith.
These three hours in Church were the only hours of peace that I had during my whole weekend - Yes, it was a harsh weekend indeed. And at some point I felt weak and abandoned and I am still feeling a little like that.
Right in this moment I am not feeling well and I just need someone to hug me because I am sad.
The song above is the perfect song with the perfect rhythm for this imperfect moment in which my home is a broken home, when I am missing both of you too much and I am feeling under pressure almost every minute of every hour of every day.
I love spring time and the blue sky with its perfect clouds
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