Better than I, better than me

Feels quite embarrassing going through yesterday's words, after everything that happened just twelve hours ago. I guess this is the way an unknown force has to tell me "it's gonna be alright". I believe it is, but... at any price? There is this stupid saying that goes "anything that can go wrong, will go wrong", and that stupid statement just materialized this morning in front of my eyes. Okey, powerful and wise unknown force, what should I do now, these four days ahead? Do you have any answers? I believe the useful answers starts with putting away my own created laziness. Look at it in the eyes and say "we've been through this many times lately". And then, to work with me. To real work. 

If I can make a 50/50 state of life, that means I can manage this situation. 

Do not abandon me, beloved bird. You were the reason and the path to follow. I will reach to you, hopefully; it has already begun. But in the meanwhile, please, stay close to me. As I need you more than ever. I need my own heart to beat stronger to pulse my legs and walk. 

-Have you ever wondered, what if...

-Everyday.

-So what now?

-Forward. Towards to the end. 

-What end?

-This precise end. And we will restart. Will you stay with me?

-Deep and loving, as always. 



Nothing to do with the upper words, but I feel just amazed on how sexual I've been thinking recently. Does it have something to do with hormones or anything? Seriously, those future eight days better pass quickly. I desperately need the heat of your touch in my skin and the closest feeling to happiness our bodies could bring in twenty seconds.
All hail the couples I have been thinking of, in order of randomness: Buru/Usakar, Calai/Gera, Ismail/Silver Ring, Thiago/Silver Ring. Did I miss someone?