Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Stii sentimentul ala ca iti rade sufletul? Cand il simti usor ca aerul? Cand nu-l mai simti inchis in tine? Cand te uiti la el si tot dispare-n jur? Cand tot in jur pare atat de usor, toate au o rezolvare atat de simpla... Si parca iesi prin piele. De fiecare data cand ii zambesti. Si poti s-o faci doar cu ochii si tot simti ca iesi prin piele. De fapt, poti sa n-o faci deloc, tot simti ca iesi prin piele... Te iubesc. Pentru tot ce mi-ai dat. Probabil ca ma iubesc pe mine pentru ca m-am lasat sa simt ce-am simtit. Si pe tine pentru ca ai fost acolo asa la momentul oportun. Si conjuncturile pentru ca ne-au adus impreuna. Probabil ca iubesc pur si simplu.

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

I’m in love with the idea of being in love. But this idea is not the best lover there can be. It is not the most considerate and tender one. It almost always makes me suffer, hurts me, disappoints me. I think it doesn’t love me back. I think the idea of being in love isn’t in love with me. And it keeps on teasing me.
Can you give me sanctuary, I must find a place to hide, a place for me to hide…
Yeah, that’s it, baby… hurt me…
Successful hills are here to stay, everything must be this way…
But it's getting harder…
You gotta meet me…