Monday, May 3, 2010

MAY BANK HOLIDAY.

It seems that it has become a ritual calling sick for the May Bank Holiday. I'm watching him sleeping quietly in my bed while I'm writing these lines. I'm scared. He knows and understands all the shit Ive gone through, cause he suffered the same diseases when he was just a kid. That caught me as a surprise. You never know when you are going to meet the next peson that turns your inner world upside down.

It seems that the same story happens to me over and over: once I decide to leave everything behind and move on, I find a person who seems to like me as much as I do. Hate that feeling but as I usually say to myself, The Show Must Go On.

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