4/10/11

Life is beautiful when I'm with him. Then it changes from black and white to a colourful world. People call it love, I don't know what is it. Every time that he leaves home, I feel that a piece from my soul is taken away from me... My sadness then is a deep one, even if he just goes out for an hour, I feel sad. It is like when you have two magnetic balls and try to separate them, it will be hard for both. And that's how I feel right now, worried about my future because he is not here, with me.

He is now far away, in another country where people are diferent, and think in a different way.

My hearth was kind of destroyed yesterday wen he jumped into the train, with tears almost in the eyes, traying to fall down.

After the separation, I started crying without control, just tears and tears for hours. But the worst moment was when I came back from the musical school and turned on the computer. A message from him arrived. Before reading it, I decided to listen music and so, I turned on my mp3. The song that started with the aleatory music program was our song, yes, the one that we were always singing, the one that he loved to dance...

And with the song I started reading the email, it was cute , cute but sad, and then my feelings mixed up from the tender message and the song. Then I started crying. Again, I cryied for a long while and so, my parents started to worry about me because they saw the deepness of my feelings.It was the desconsolated cry of a girl who has to seprate from one of the most important people in her life.