Things look brighter from where i stand up now..on a high cliff. sure everything looks smaller,because i`m high. The adrenaline of being higher annihilates the danger of that high sharp cliff.It gives me immunity. In a false way.Because now im wicker than ever.
One single move and im done.One single change of wind...
I see you from where i stand now...you are still nice to look at.Good things never change,i suppose.Then why do i change?
I`ve got used to quality things.Being held all the time...when i was an ocean of insecurity.
But you did changed. I did too.Did the main things kept their shape?Still,what matters is there. I know it.Its in your DNA.
I found the door to happiness.But dont have the key.Maybe this is the year of making things happen.I wonder if we are supposed to be harsh when its about getting what we want?isnt that pushing our luck?Isnt that dangerous? or is it just the only way ?
Is it that we get what we deserve,no matter what we do?
Guess i will find out
