Fragile

Dulcet elvenharps from a dryad forest
Accompany all charming tunes
Of a sacrament by a campfire
A promise between the tameless

Nightwish- Sacrement of Wilderness 

It was a long time ago

Sometimes we don't remember those whom we used to love. Sometimes we don't remember the old times when we used to hang out and laugh all day long. Sometimes we don't even remember who we were, what we used to like, what we used to love. We just think that the past doesn't matter. We only keep an eye on the  persons we are now. And then.... we look back and we don't recognize us .... so we leave our past behind and we forget everything. And all we have now are just pieces of a dark image of us and what we used to be a long time ago...

Addicted

We were sitting there, in a lonely place, forgotten by others... the smoke was all around us. The music was stuck in our head. The guitar was almost playing by its self. The books and sketch books were thrown right beside us. The night was almost coming. The laughters and smiles were everywhere. We were singing random lyrics. We were taking photos. We were happy and full of life. We made new friendships. We met our old friends. We were drinking coffee. We were all together right there, right then. 

Drops

Okay, let's pretend that nothing happened.... EVER.... wouldn't it be really interesting to wake up every single day, without remembering yesterday... probably this will mean that you'll forget all your stupid mistakes, all your worst days, all your social probs ... and ... in the end everything bad .... but wouldn't it be better if you could only remember the best parts of your life, your friends, your first gig, your first best friend, your favorite book, or maybe your favorite band... wouldn't it be better to walk along thinking only about the jokes you used to have with your best friends, or the day you met your boyfriend/girlfriend and you were like "oh my God, he/she's an idiot" and months after you were totally fell in love with him/her... and now think about it .... maybe there'll be more awesome things to remember... "if today was your last daaaaay"  (oh com' on ... you remember that song... don't lie) 

Last Spring

Isn't it funny to take a walk somewhere in a little park, right in the beginning  of the spring, looking around and seeing that all the trees have little white flowers and you're like "Wow... In the end the spring is really here"... then you realise that right until yesterday there was snow all around and you were freezing and trying to make your way to the closest pub, dreaming a huge cup of coffee with milk... and now... and now everything is so colorful and there are only little flowers and green trees, and it seems like everyone is alive and happy, like there wasn't dark times in the past, like everything is just a new beginning, a new start and there you are, right in the middle of this beautiful dream ....