I go out of my house. While I'm out, someone else comes into my empty house and live there. eat food from my refrigerator, sleeping in my bed, watch my TV. Perhaps because he feels guilty, fix my broken alarm clock, doing the laundry, puts everything in order and then disappears. As if no one was never been there ...
One day later in an empty house. seems that there really is none, so I take off, I put a bathroom, preparing meals, do laundry, fix a scale and I practice golf in the backyard. In the house there is a woman discouraged, frightened and hurt that never goes out and cries. showed her my loneliness. We understand each other without saying a word, ran away without saying a word.
While we choose to live in that house, we feel more free. When it seems that our thirst for freedom has subsided, we are trapped inside a dark house. One stays in a house made of nostalgia. The other learns to become a ghost to hide in the world of nostalgia.
Now that I'm a ghost I have no desire to find an empty house.
Now I am free to go live in the house where my love and kiss her happy.
Nobody knows I'm there. Except the person who is waiting for me ... Someone always comes to the person who comes for sure ... waiting ... waiting ... the person
n this day in 2004 someone will open the lock that blocks my door and set me free. I will have blind faith in this person and follow you wherever, no matter where or what will happen to us ... Towards a new destiny ...
It 's hard to say if the world we live in a dream or reality.
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