Daydreaming

Today was one of those days when you wake up late and then you stay in your bed for two more hours till you decide to go out and walk, walk and walk…

Anyway… all you’ve been doing is daydreaming. Like if there’s nothing else to do in the real life.

Suddenly it’s raining, everything looks so grey and dark… everything looks just too far away, it looks ‘gone’.

It is gone, forever.

The time is no longer here, the ocasion. You can not go back and change something, you can just regret and stay in the bed for two more hours… till the tears have dried.

So you ~ I… go back to home, that home that feels more like an empty house because is still a new place for me. I walk and walk and I don’t care that the tears haven’t waited for me to arrive at home, because the tears miss out with the rain drops.

I know that when I get home there wont be no mommy’s hug waiting for me, because apparently I’m too old for that (when actually that’s what I need the most)

I feel lost.

Somedays I feel gone.

Some evenings I feel inspired and I write shitty notes like this one.

But I still hope that one of these days I’ll find myself again.

Hope so.