Someone was sitting near the beach of the sea and was looking at the waves dance.The wind played with her long black hairs, but she didn,t even notice it. She was too beautiful for this world. The new day was going to begin and bring new life to anyone, but there was nobody. It seemed as if the whole world had kept its breath not to disturb her as she was thinking.
Thoughts led her to the past, she had suffered too much, but she was then there, she was still alive, she made her dreams come true, she strived and she got whatever she wanted. On that way many people ,,informed,, her that she was nobody, that she was just a dreamer, that she would never be able to make her own crazy dreams come true. People said,, We are too honest, we just want you be happy, but you should accept that in the world there are things that will never happen. Don,t measure the Life by the books you read, they are too simple, they can,t make you discover the real world,, The past made the girl realize that people were true.Life can,t be measured by the books she had read. Life is more beautiful, lovely and attractive. And its too short for people to manage to be happy, its too short to miss something, to regret, to be unhappy, its too short to be wasted on people who don,t deserve it.
She had passed a long way, she strived and got everything she needed, the world belonged her, she could let herself rule the world, people envied her, as she proved that she had decided herself who to be.She made her life what she wanted it to be, she got power, people respected her, she had everything she had wanted and was able to get everything she would like.
She was looking at the waves, they danced fantastic dance, and it reminded of her own life, life that was full of challenges.
Her face made feel peace, peace, its peace that led her here..now she needed only it..
Suddenlly she stood up and started to walk to the sea, its seemed she wanted to water her feet........but when water cover her feet, she couldn,t stop any more....

EvErYThInG EndS

Everything ends..
Ohhhhhhhhhhh, conversations, they could be various and interesting, oh, i could tell you things i have never told anyone else, i could share my thoughts, i could let myself be honest with you,I said things before thinking though I was sure it would hurt only me. many hours i spent talking with you, but time is precious??? i forgot about it..
I started playing with knowing everything will end as always.. .Always things end..and we can do nothing with it...we can change ourselves, we can pretend, we can hope, but things always end......Friendship, Love, belief...they always end, we can just decide when, but usually it is like this: At first you can,t live without someone, and then you are note able to live with someone, you forget everything good that he/she brings to your life and start to remember everything bad...all of these happens by chance and very slowly and then you don,t understand why, you dont find the reasons that lead you to that point..
One day i wanted to say this to you but i was sure you would say ,,it is impossible,,. So it is possible..
But I miss you...