Ways of Life

Now I am here, if someone asks me, how i got here, I,ll not be able to answer.....Maybe the answer is too simple ,,I dont knoW,,......when i look back to the ways that I have passed, i realize that only my choices lead me here...it,s not just the matter of the fate, though I don,t believe in it....I remember some pictures from the past, they follow each other,they fill my life with inspiration, with faith and hope...... some have their special places in my memory...you too....I remember you so clear, as if it wasn,t a dream....I remember our meeting...I remember that sunny day, though I hate days lke that.....I remember your eyes, I reacon I worshiped them,they made me fell my nonsense...I remember what i felt, what I thought, .....I remember every reaction of my body... I start study you,my imagination didn,t have any borders...I created you myself, and then the other meetings followed... I looked for the ways which would take me wherever you were, it was a real dream, i Didn,t want to wake up.... and then you disappear.......sometime you return back as a ghost from the past and want to remind of you every time when it seems to me you were a myth....Now I am here, and if someone asks why, I can just answer ,,I dont know,,......