Once upon a time a group of friends. And I stop feeling lonely girl alone. Suddenly, there were some people like her, with their follies, their extravagances, their tastes and passions. Surreptitiously colorful world: there was laughter, friendly hands, someone with whom to debate heatedly about a particular topic, someone frika.
There were people I could say everything without saying anything, who could play guess the thinking, people who were into the night to provide the ear or just wasting time.
that feeling was incredible: the anxiety of seeing them every day at the same time, knowing what the next joke, who was competing for the wittiest. The cheeks sore from laughing so hard, code-sharing, complicity. It was the illusion of having everything he had dreamed.
The same day they tried again the world began to crumble. ***
There were people I could say everything without saying anything, who could play guess the thinking, people who were into the night to provide the ear or just wasting time.
that feeling was incredible: the anxiety of seeing them every day at the same time, knowing what the next joke, who was competing for the wittiest. The cheeks sore from laughing so hard, code-sharing, complicity. It was the illusion of having everything he had dreamed.
The same day they tried again the world began to crumble. ***
"You do not want to want, make no mistake, no, no ..."
