My darling

It has been a long time without seeing you, and I don´t know when we will see each other again – I think it will take a while. We have been living in different places, far places, but I know you always understand me, anywhere in the world where I´m.
Last week, I heard my brother say this sentence: ‘sometimes I wanted to be able to cry, but I can´t’. This surprised me! After I was thinking about that, and I came to the conclusion: it´s absolutely not common to see men crying, but I ask myself: ‘why not?!’, because this is sad! I never thought to hear it from my brother. Unitl today, I have just seen two men cry – that´s what I remember. They were my two ex boyfriends. I have never seen my daddy crying.
I don´t say that they have to cry, but, sometimes, weeping is good for our life. Let the tears come out, it relieves. I think if the men wept, they would feel a lot of more things, as we women do. You ever head a man say: ‘I don´t understand women’, this is obvious! Most men never attempted put themselves in ‘our place’. You know, that this is what happens always – no matter where you are in the world, it´s same.
Behind a ‘big man’ there is a great woman. She always allows us to crys, but he doesn´t know – or doesn´t want to know. They have total right to expose their feelings and anxieties and it, is good for them! I don´t understand men! Do you understand them?! If yes, can you tell me why this is, please?! I think people shouldn´t be ashamed about their feelings - don´t need to shout to the world, but we need to shout to someone about our lives. Do you agree?
However, we need be careful to whom we spoke our things – the people change their thoughts, and loyalties, faster than you can imagine. Please, help me to show men that they can cry, and it doesn´t means weakness – on the contrary: it´s shows sensitivity and self-knowledge, and that makes a man be great in our lives.
I hope you have understood me, because I´m very confused by my lack of knowledge of men. I want them to cry; I want them to talk about their fears and dreams and be unashamed!
See you soon – I hope!
Love you.

I decided to stay!

Sometime you will have to decide between `to go` or `to stay`. Be sure, any of them will hurt someone, and will change your life suddenly! I, particulaly, decided to stay. Maybe some people think lack of courage, or self-indulgence, maybe other people think about independence and determination. What matters is what is inside me, nothing more, and if anyone questions me about what I think about this, I will answer: I think lack of courage and determination. I was in the middle. The decision, undecided, but I was full of desire to take the risks. Confusing, I know! On one side was the lap eternal and the affection of people who will protect me, always. Across, people who lend their lap and their shoulders, their cries and their laughter - who in someway has show me that everything depend solely on me. In the end, all people let us separate, parents and children, brothers and sisters, but the ties will continue - the absence will increase now of later. I decided to begin this now, in an absence full of presence - I decided to stay. I know those who are far, one day will understand me, and will have pride. I know to whom stayed far will hurt, will tighten, but will understand. We are created for the world and our own decidions. I decided present myself to the world. I decided show myself. I decided this for myself, for my happiness, even if some do cry, and however selfish: I decided to save some of my tears. I will stay with me; with my certainties and uncertainties; with my happiness and sorrows; with my loves and friends; with my routine; with my learning; with my pains and flowers; with my lyricism and romanticism; my achievements will be infinite while they last; my achievements will be infinite for always. I will stay with my synesthesia. I will stay with my dreamliker and my smile.

Give me a melody.

evereything is interliked, everything is part of a pair.
I believe in destiny, but we choose and define out own destiny.
the song, for example, are compounded of melodys and lyrics -
two songs can have one melody, but may have different lyrics,
or one lyric can have many melodies.
all songs are different, you can choose which suits you!
you choose the music of your life - you decide the volume of music, you decide the intensity.
it can be soft, but it can be heavy;
it can be sweet or it can be hard;
it can be happy, but it can be sad.
you choose.
you are responsible for your music, of your complement.
you choose your pair, making, so, the your pace, your song.
everything depends on you, so, give me a melody which represents a beautiful life of you.