我的爱

我错过您的眼睛
我错过您的微笑
我错过您的亲吻
我想念您全部

在我找到您之前，我失去了
我从未想要让您走

去年您带来了我幸福
明年带来我名字
您的名字

Happy birthday dear Blog!

Today this blog has its birthday. 5 months since it was born but not even close to our love. I made this blog for you but I never thought it will become so important. Sometimes often sometimes seldom I took the chance and express myself through this blog. Maybe sometimes I said things I shouldn’t have and maybe sometimes overreact. You made this blog remember? You taught me how and what is this. The first post was 7/30 and at that time, so clear in my head now, I wrote all I thought and all my feelings. I loved you for so long and whatever anybody would say, I fell in love like no other. I loved your words, your attitude, the cool way you stand up and the way you have your own glass. Little by little, piece with piece in my heart a great love began. Every moment spent with you became priceless and every word and move closer and closer to you became a treasure.
I thought and I still think you were special. Don’t get me wrong, I met many people in my life. Some good some bad, but I can tell which is special and which not. I am not an expert but you had more than other people have. Ok, I admit. Underneath the hair and pink shirt I could see a sexy guy. Your look and your attitude are still wild babe. Were, and still are. But that’s not all.
I saw in you…hm… I saw ME.
I saw somebody who had everything who knew happiness and who wanted to be happy but…this life just wouldn’t give it to him.
We both had a not so easy life …but we turned up ok. But still, on the way, we lost something…we lost us. We lost our happiness. Didn’t you ever feel that you lost yourself. People around you can’t tell but you for some reason are just walking, talking but not happy. You were me and I was you so it didn’t take too long to figure out we were meant to be.
Working at first, mailing after and end up kissing you is my life’s story. Never ending story is my story. My story is you and the things I did with you.
Everybody has a life story…please this be it.

You & Me

“I know that I am writing this with no meaning maybe...I know by the time you will get it, it will be too late but...I feel really bad and I just can't stop thinking I wish you were here. I just know that if I am with you somehow everything is OK. I want to tell you now that maybe this is bullshit or maybe tomorrow I will say it didn't happen or I didn't felt that… But now I tell you…coming to Taiwan was a great opportunity for me. I took the chance and came here. Job's great money let's face it-not so bad...people are nice....but it doesn’t mean anything to me. Money can be made everywhere, people are people good and bad all over… the only thing that matters is YOU. The only thing important I have here is YOU. I come to work to see you and when you're not there I don't care about anything. Being with you, even if for just a while it's enough. I found again something that I thought was gone. I know it's dramatic and that I sound like an old canceled TV program. WHO CARES? This is how I feel now. Happy to have met you, happy to be by your side and happy to carry you in my soul forever

Yours, Maya”


This is how it sounded that time. Now after more than 5 months...nothing changed. Reading my own words is making me accept the fact that if I could turn back time this mail will be same. Just in addition,,,,"P.S. I will never leave your side..."

My angel

I often dream that I search for you in the night,
Among thousands of sighs, among hundreds of whispers,
So many faces I know…and here you are, in a lonely corner,
A corner in my dreams room I find you, in a shadow
You stretch your hand to me through the cold mist
And your warm I can feel, a cold chill runs through my veins,
With hot lips you kiss me warm and sweet,
My lips are burning with desire just like I had kissed the pouring rain.
But why your face I can’t see clear, why you are shined by a lighting,
Then all made sense to me…nobody can see the face of an angel.

Condition

What do you want from me?
How would you like me to be?
I know almost nothing about you
I don’t know even if you love me.

I wish I could meet you
Look you in the eyes
I wish I knew if you love me
And have I set your heart on fire.

If you should love me, I’ll love you too
And even if you feel no more
Yesterday, today and always
I’ll love you if out there’s sun or if it rains.

More than human

What was God thinking when He made you,
Was He trying to make another God or why you are so perfect?
Was He thinking of stars, the moon or sea
When He made you a soul from them?

Was God’s wish to do something better then him?
Did he work thousands of years to build you?
How many years did he gathered so much color
That you now look brighter than the passion.

I think He took from every human being
A little piece of charm and with care
He build hour by hour second by second
Until he finally made a delicate half blood,
a human with looks of a god.

Sweet 12/24

A quarter of century has pasted and here you starting another. I wish I could be there for you, meaningless maybe, pointless maybe, annoying maybe, but there. My heart trembles when I see your face your smile your lips and your loving eyes. Yesterday was maybe too much but even that from love and even that felt good. All is and all does when you are around me. This feeling can’t be replaced by any other.
Happy birthday my love and may all your wishes come true. I love you more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.

Take me away

this time what
I want is you there
is no one else
who can take your place

this time you burn me
with your eyes
you see past all the lies
you take it all away
I've seen it all and it's never enough
it keeps leaving me needing you
take me away take me away
I've got nothing left to say
just take me away

I try to make my way to you
but still I feel so lost
I don't know what else I can do
I've seen it all and it's never enough
it keeps leaving me needing you
take me away
take me away

I've got nothing left to say
just take me away
don't give up on me yet
don't forget who I am
I know I'm not there yet
but don't let me stay here alone this time
what I want is you there
is no one else who can take your place

I've seen enough and it's never enough
it keeps leaving me needing you
take me away
take me away
I've got nothing left to say
just take me away
take me away
take me away

I've got nothing left to say just
take me away

A place in time

This song is for you...for me...for us.

My life's 1 %

Six. Six more days to go. Six more days of horror. Why seems so long and why does it seem like the end is so far?
Where are we all heading and why? We’re trying to stay alive and fight…but for what? What is it that waits for us at the end of the journey? The answer? Nothing.
Human kind is made to deceive itself and the others around it.
Nothing is waiting out there and nothing can make up for it.
It’s just a long suffering waiting to suffer more.
There’s no such thing as trust and no such thing as pity or sympathy. At the end, at the bottom end is just a fight for survivor, and at the end every body will sell you if it would be for their own interest.
The movies with the soldier that doesn’t tell the military secret even if he is tortured for hours, and the stories about the parents that stay with their sick children and never give up...or the fairytales about the life partner that shares everything with you and never does you harm…let’s face it.
It’s all I our head. It’s just something we made up on the way to makes us feel safe and to keep each other in our own invisible shiny cube of glass making us feel we’re untouchable and protected from people’s evilness.
There’s no such thing as kindness so as sooner you realize, the better.
99% of the people in this world think only about themselves and will betray you at a bit of a second.
And then there’s …YOU.

You make me feel...real!

These days I learned that the only one who can make peace in my soul is YOU. Maybe sounds like a lie…maybe it is…but this is how I feel. Just when I thought I lost myself I found YOU and you made me find myself again. It’s all because of you…how ever sounds like flattery. Couldn’t care less.
Talking to you and listening to what you have to say…complaining to you and hearing your sweet laugh made me strong again. I don’t want to give up yet, not anymore, not now.
I don’t think I recovered or that I woke up from my depression, but I feel I died once and got born again.
My life is in your hands so please don’t break it.