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.