Love in a dream
Too many vocabularies I do not understand, trying to give meaning but difficult like a password. Does not mean that when the prose is neatly arranged but has no meaning, the soul and body as if no longer know the direction to take action no longer able to bernostagia from each verse that they read.
It's as if there's no word to tell me about all the desires I think. An imaginary brain is now beginning to crumble like a bird buried in mud, to the extent that the heart and soul are able to measure along my irregular narrative path, not a chess athlete having a pawn standing in front, or even a queen who is a hero. But just an ordinary writer who wants to tell me all the uneasiness I feel in life.
Becerita about life not far from the name of love, my love to a woman who did receive me what it is. Poor life and perfection are absent, in terms of treasures unlike them and physically as seen by two eyes. But when he comes into my life to make all this feel created all the colors, the beauty begins to feel like a rainbow that illuminates in the evening.
Often I feel hesitant in life because of what I feel, but he is always present with millions of words meaningful to bring me into the atmosphere like a king who was in bitch by the king woman pedamping. Others often say I can not, then he says "Do not hesitate, because I know you can". Always those words that are the motivations in my life, he gives the power in life to keep pace with all the dreams because he knows my strength is in the imagination by stringing beautiful words, because he does not want me to fall and surrender in the struggle that I am struggling right.
Do not ever care about all the talk of them because this journey is still long, history began to be created when the coffers of achievement began my taste. The journey is still long and the end line is almost respected, when you fail then have to try again and when fall still have to rise again because there is always me for you. This hand is always there for you when falling, and this shoulder is still very strong if you want to lean.
Fundamental science in stringing words, incapable like those whose writing is capable of draining emotions and tears. But I'm just an ordinary person who when my speech is not in the hearing of my writing that became a hero.