My Thoughts.
- I think you better be quickly because one day I am moving out of this thown.
You will knock at the door of my old house. An old lady will open the door and she will ask you what she can dor for you. A little bit suprised by seeing her you will say my name and ask if she knows me. A sad look will appear in her eyes. 'Ofcourse I know her, she is my youngest daughter. Can I ask you who you are?'
You will say that you are an old friend of her. 'I think you are too late, young man. She moved many years ago to another country. She said she was just not happy here but she never told me the real reason.' You will smile and say sorry for disturbing and then you will turn around. You will not go back to your car, you will walk down the street and imagine I walked there a long time ago.
Moments later, a women at your age will come to you and ask if she can help you because you look a little bit lost. You wanted to say no until you look in her eyes and recognize her just like she will. That women was my old bestfriend. Before she can say something you will ask her about me. Just like by the old lady a sad look will appaer in her eyes mixed with pain.
'She moved away a couple years ago,' she will say slowly because she does not like to talk about it and you will ask why. 'She never told me really why but I think it was just because the things that happened in the past and the people she could not forget and everything here made her think of that.' And before you can ask more she will continue, 'We both know what kinda things. You are to late, man. She is gone.' And by those words you heart will break and you will turn around and walk away because you cannot look at her without remembering things.
You will realize you are to late. You did lost me.
- It does not matter how many times you wish you were someone else, it will never be. Your past made you to who you are today and that is someting you cannot change. The things you have been through to in the past are meant to made you stronger but it does not always go like that.
Some nights, when it is very late, you begin to wonder why some things happened and what you did to deserve them. And maybe you will burst out into tears because you cannot talk about it to anyone. You just cannot, they are your secrets and that is the way you want it. You will ignore your problems like you always do and pretend that some things just never happened.
But someday, you will talk to a good friend and the conversation will get deeper and deeper and all the things you locked in your heart and tried to forget will come above and you will realize you cannot hold it anymore. Those things were killing you on the inside and in that weak moment you need to say it, open your heart. You need to say the thing you tried to hide for the rest of the world.
So you just say it. Every single thing.
Your deepest secrets you never trust to anyone.
You feel relieved.
But then your listener starts talking about herself and you are a little bit shoked. That friend of you is not who you thought she was. She has a past where nobody knows anything about. Just like you she tried to hide and not think about it. But again, just like you she simply cannot, no matter how hard she will try.
So, like she was there for you, you are there for her.
You both see a whole other side of the person you thought you knew so good, but did not.
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Eh.. wow..
1 decennium geledenSprakeloos..