Life is somehow ironic. When you want something, you could have that or have something else better, or something that you do not want. does it happen to love as well? I have learned that if you want to be in a position, you have to work for it, if you want to have those luxurius things that could make your life better, you have to work it, if you want to have money you have to work for it. In love, do you have to work for the one you love so you can have him/her? How is ...
For a moment I thought I could forget you. For a moment I thought I could still the restlessness in my heart. I thought the past could no longer haunt me-nor hurt me. How wrong I was! For the past, no matter how distant is as much a part of me as life itself. And you are part of that life. You are so much a part of me-of my dreams, my early hopes, my youth and my ambitions-that in all my tasks I can’t help remembering you. Many little delights and things remind me of you. Yes, I came. And would ...