500 days of Summer By Just Another Idiot

I was trying to download a movie and i found this poem for the movie 500Summer days. And i liked it. pretty cool isn´t?

”Winter ended in vain, causing traumatic lonesome pain.

But suddenly Summer came, innocent
Mysteriously not the same.

Summer change the life with in,
Butterfly stomachs with crooked grins.

Summer bloomed without a warning,
cant focus my head without even turning.

A friendship started and soon mutated,
With feelings unknown i guess infatuated.

Days, weeks, months pass by.
When we parted ways I begun to sigh.

But tragidy took place and went out of hand, for what we have is only friends.

Summer shattered the heart inside,
Corrupted me whole and there was nothing to hide.

The thoughts of bliss turned amiss,
As it fades with anger,she was still missed.

Silence grew with in us, as friendship begun to stall. Summer moved on while I begun to fall.

Fate is destined to slap us in the face,
Provide us some hope of what it really taste.

Summer found the love of her life,
My hopes are gone for she was his wife.

I wokeup and my life was a mess,
Its like having an “F” on my life’s own test.

Summer knew we were’nt meant to be,
But all that I have was summer but I have to set her free.

Summer smiled with tearful glee,
I ptetended to smile back, but its all inside me.

Anger, confused and bitter ordeals.
I guess this is what gloom really feels.

But time seems to be on my side,
For summer slowly fades inside.

And as I started to see God’s providence
Everything seems to make some sense.

For when you think everything wont be the same, suddenly there she was.. Autumn finally came.


on my way to home…

on my way to home i always pass a neighbourhood with houses next to a cemetery and my firs reaction when i saw it was “i bet that the people living there are always freaking out by the fact that they are living  next to death


but then I thought…what if they are lucky..what if those graves are like a memo on the fridge that keeps remembering them to live because one day they will be…you know..dead?

so I think I want to live next to death:P

I was thinking about faking…i mean..we are faking smiles, we are faking feelings, we are faking even our own cup of coffee or relationships …and i was thinking why?? i it because we are afraid of being alone?? so in a world of fakes how am i suppose to know where to find the good “shoes”???

femeia de langa tine:)

ai privit vreodata in jurul tau? In sensul ca: te-ai intrebat vreodata cine e femeia așezată de lăngă tine?

femeia de langa tine este o sursa de posibilitati…posibilitati care nu au fost niciodata folosite pe deplin

..este plina de nevoi si de posibilitati..de frica si de dorință…

..de zâmbete si de încruntări ..de râs si lacrimi…fde rici si speranțe

Femeia de lângă tine lupta pentru a se exprima, pentru a DEVENI ceva particular,

pentru a ajunge la un scop…pentru a avea o istorie..un cântec..

pentru a fi cunoscută si pentru a cunoaște.

Femeia de lângă tine crede în ceva..reprezintă ceva..trăiește pentru ceva..aleargă câtre ceva

Femeia de lângă tine nu e întrebată cum se simte si deseori nu se simte bine

..deseori este dezorganizată și uneori aproape haotică..

Femeia de lângă tine este un cumul de persoane, persoane cunoscute în cursul vieții sale..

Femeia de lângă tine are ceva ce stie să facă foarte bine… ceva ce stie să faca mai bine decât oricine alticneva din lume..ceva ce doar ea poate face si numai ea..dar despre care nu îndrăznește să iți vorbească.

Femeia de lângă tine poate trăii cu tine, nu numai lânga tine..

te poate întălni, te poate înțelege ..daca îți dorești asta…nu iți cere in schimb decât să fie si ea înțeleasă.

Femeia de lângă tine nu poate fi nicioadata înteleasa pe deplin nu va fi niciodata înțeleasă pe deplin…

pentru că este mai mult decât o descriere sau o explicație

nu poate fi controlata si nici nu trebuie să fie..

acum spune-mi  ai văzut cine era femeia asezată lângă tine?