Living between two worlds isn't easy.
Mind and heart.
Responsibility and inspiration.
Friendship, family and true love.
Both things are important but they never go together.
My heartbeats have turned into a clock.
I feel I've got two brains, two hearts, two tongues.
Everything has doubled in my life.
To be honest, I've always been obsessed with time...
But not as much as now.
I spend my life rushing for some reason,
thinking about my future and passions in life.
And the only thing I want is to make time go faster.
Things get more difficult when I see my desires in the distance.
So fucking far away from me...
And it kills me slowly.
My inspiration comes and goes but I can't live without it.
And when I say "inspiration", actually I mean my favourite blue eyes.
He's the luck of my life, the best thing that ever happened to me.
There's nothing worse than get used to being with someone.
Because the hardest part of this is leaving you...
I miss the grey skies, the wet air and the unexpected rain.
The black house and you.