miércoles, 4 de marzo de 2015

Nothing new? Look again

What are you doing here? What are you looking for? Why is it that you can't stop? Stop coming, stop thinking, stop wondering or remembering? I know she makes you feel young again, in love. She fills your world like I did once. She's your new motivation. You are happy. You don't want to spoil it. A part of you is sure that you won't, that she's the one. But still... You are here. Why? If you tell me why you do it maybe I can understand why I do it. The thing is I got nothing to lose. Thinking of you is almost a hobby. "I already checked Twitter, Facebook, Instagram... Oh whisperer's". But I got no one. And you... The past version of you and the present one as well, make me smile. I found myself happy watching you being reborn. I feel right knowing that there is someone who can wipe away all your sorrows the way I never could. It helps me sleep at night believe me or not. But you... You got no reasons to be here, you have a life now, a girl who loves you the purest way anyone can love, she loves you as a teenager, with all the passion adults dream of. You have a new broken mind to fix. A brand new experiment, a future masterpiece. I'm your failure, you've given up, you know there's nothing to do. So... Again... What are you doing here? Why do you religiously come to see how my twisted mind is going?