Dancing with the stars, watching clouds pass by, changing forms, from one beautiful figure to the other and it's as breathtaking as listening to your heart from inside.. so here is what I clearly see, here is what I loudly hear.. I see the boy in you, a lost boy who want so desperately to be found, I see the pain through the anger and helplessness, or the anger through the pain..a boy longing to be embraced, soothed and accepted. Yet I see the man in you.. the fighter, the runner, the warrior..burdened with life he turns into the little boy every once in a while.. who used to play in his grandparents garden, free of worry, responsibility and pain.. laughs indefinitely and plays endlessly, when was that boy forced to grow up so fast, be as strong as a wall and hold it all in.. is this how life should be or was things a bit more brutal to you..well and me.. I don't know and not sure if I can sooth you pain but I can promise you to listen carefully to your complains and contents.. hoping this makes it a little easier..a little..
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