Change your Heart, It will Astound You
Yesterday was Daria’s 15th birthday party. We went to a Serbian restaurant “The Balkan House” and I guess I could say that I had a lovely time. I saw some old friends and watched the singer dance in her mini skirt. I remember at some point I had tears in my eyes, and I don’t even know why.
The way Daria’s boyfriend looked at her was so beautiful…the way he played with her hair...
And I thought of him. If I had seen him on the street somewhere walking, I would have gotten out of that car and ran to him, kissed him, told him I loved him, and I would have said good-bye. But that only happens in fairy tales and lame love stories.
Today was a whole different story. Once again I had tears in my eyes but this time I knew why. I spent the whole day alone. The hours passed by like minutes, at some point it actually started to scare me…
And I called her hopping to have some company but I guess some people are better left alone because they only disappoint you and their love turns out to be fake.
Ahh…yes, friendship…what a wonderful disaster…
I keep having this thought in my head. Like a movie rolling, I see myself with my English teacher in her house drinking hot chocolate and discussing novels. And it’s perfect. It’s snowing outside and she listens to me and I keep her company…she’s not alone.
Tomorrow I shall take a walk and go see those boots I’ve had my eye on.
And Chapters and Starbucks coffee will make me feel like new again.
The way Daria’s boyfriend looked at her was so beautiful…the way he played with her hair...
And I thought of him. If I had seen him on the street somewhere walking, I would have gotten out of that car and ran to him, kissed him, told him I loved him, and I would have said good-bye. But that only happens in fairy tales and lame love stories.
Today was a whole different story. Once again I had tears in my eyes but this time I knew why. I spent the whole day alone. The hours passed by like minutes, at some point it actually started to scare me…
And I called her hopping to have some company but I guess some people are better left alone because they only disappoint you and their love turns out to be fake.
Ahh…yes, friendship…what a wonderful disaster…
I keep having this thought in my head. Like a movie rolling, I see myself with my English teacher in her house drinking hot chocolate and discussing novels. And it’s perfect. It’s snowing outside and she listens to me and I keep her company…she’s not alone.
Tomorrow I shall take a walk and go see those boots I’ve had my eye on.
And Chapters and Starbucks coffee will make me feel like new again.