There's a soul...
sâmbătă, februarie 13, 2010English
Who am I?
I'm coming towards you. I can see your face. Sometimes it shows me your problems, sometimes it shows me your happiness. Sometimes it simply fascinates me.
You keep walking, we never see each other. I've scrutinized you for 2 seconds. You sometimes do the same. But sometimes you don't even observe me.
Who am I?
I'm looking at you right now. You just saw that. You're looking at me too. You have beautiful eyes, did you know that? Your hair looks perfect. You had a tough day at work or at school. Our looks desperately separate after some time.
Who am I?
You're quickly approaching to me from behind. You're in a hurry. I can't see you. But you're there. My stepping frequency lowers down a bit. I let you overtake me. I can now see you. You're gorgeous. You are such a gorgeous human being.
I'm here. You probably just saw me for the first time. I just probably did the same. We'll probably never see each other again.
Who am I?
Do you know me?
I am myself. I'm smiling, right here. I'm smiling at you. I'm Rob. I'm gay. I'm me. Would you smile back at me if you'd knew I was gay from the very first moment?
Behind each body, there's a soul that you might not be able to understand, and that you never fully know. You never know what it might hide.
*The post only reflects some non-addressed thoughts to the world. Nothing personal*
Românã
Cine sunt?
Mã îndrept spre tine. Îti pot vedea fata. Uneori îmi aratã necazurile tale, alteori îmi aratã fericirea ta. Uneori mã fascineazã.
Continui sã mergi, nu ne mai revedem niciodatã. Te-am scrutat pentru 2 secunde. Uneori faci si tu acelasi lucru. Dar uneori nici nu mã observi.
Cine sunt?
Mã uit la tine chiar acum. Tocmai ai observat asta. Te uiti si tu la mine. Ai niste ochi frumosi, stiai? Pãrul tãu aratã perfect. Ai avut o zi grea la muncã sau la scoalã. Privirile noastre se despart disperate dupã ceva timp.
Cine sunt?
Te apropii rapid de mine din spate. Te grãbesti. Nu te pot vedea. Dar esti acolo. Frecventa pasilor mei scade. Te las sã mã depãsesti. Te pot vedea acum. Esti o fiintã atãt de minunatã!
Sunt aici. Probabil cã m-ai vãzut acum pentru prima datã. Probabil cã aceasta e si prima mea datã când te vãd. Probabil cã nu ne vom mai revedea niciodatã.
Cine sunt?
Mã cunosti?
Eu sunt eu. Îti zâmbesc, chiar aici. Îti zâmbesc tie. Eu sunt Rob. Sunt gay. Sunt eu. Mi-ai mai zâmbi înapoi dacã ai sti cã sunt gay de la început?
În spatele fiecãrui trup se aflã un suflet pe care s-ar putea sã nu-l poti întelege si pe care nu îl vei cunoaste niciodatã în totalitate. Nu vei sti ce ascunde.
*Acest post prezintã câteva gânduri neadresate cãtre lume. Nu e nimic personal*
~Rob
"Paint your own Life and Live in your own world."
5 comments
bine:P
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RăspundețiȘtergereWell,i guess we really don't see beyond the mask:)
RăspundețiȘtergereIt doesn’t scare me I don’t know what you hide. It makes me more interested to discover you.
RăspundețiȘtergereAlso, for me, it doesn’t matter you are gay; it matters how you really are, interesting, nice, childish…
*You remembered me how sometimes I want to know more about the person sitting in front of me.**
Sometimes I wish it could be much easier to get to know someone, but I know that it’s perfect the way it already is, easier doesn’t make it necessarily better.
have a good day rob!
Hugs! You know why! (And if you don't, figure it out...you're a smart dude! :) )
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