This is about the things we forget -we forget to do, we forget that it matters and we forget to give. Is that difficult?
Maybe not, but in most of the times, all we give is headeaches and other stuff. We forget that a simple smile counts more then a gift (for some of us).
I was asking myself why do I feel so good when I make a person smile, why do i feel so good when a person makes me smile, when i forget to think about my problems, when i'm happy.
Eh... me and my thoughts… It's about how some people forget that it's more important for you and your friends to give up the bad stuff and bring forward the things that come from your soul, like the smile, a simple smile.
There's allways something in the way, but this doesn't matter… I'm happy when i smile, I'm happy when I make people smile, I'm happy because I can make people smile, just like you, and I want to… it's just the thing named “smile". (Don't say that when you make her smile you're heart isn't rising like hell! Come on, don't say that her smile doesn't become yours) && (Don't say that when you are with your friends/family…).
The thing that is interesting in a smile is that it's a smile. It's fast, it's easy, it's… you name the thing. I just need it sometimes. It's the way i remember people - i think of their "smile". Eh..i was cought many times dreaming away and thinking about "za smile", where za is her, them, our, far away, mountain… Just a note: i like beeing cought...the radar proves that.
Well, sometimes it's not the way i want it, and sometimes i make people cry, that's another part of me, but…
If you don't make people smile, try again!
Maybe not, but in most of the times, all we give is headeaches and other stuff. We forget that a simple smile counts more then a gift (for some of us).
I was asking myself why do I feel so good when I make a person smile, why do i feel so good when a person makes me smile, when i forget to think about my problems, when i'm happy.
Eh... me and my thoughts… It's about how some people forget that it's more important for you and your friends to give up the bad stuff and bring forward the things that come from your soul, like the smile, a simple smile.
There's allways something in the way, but this doesn't matter… I'm happy when i smile, I'm happy when I make people smile, I'm happy because I can make people smile, just like you, and I want to… it's just the thing named “smile". (Don't say that when you make her smile you're heart isn't rising like hell! Come on, don't say that her smile doesn't become yours) && (Don't say that when you are with your friends/family…).
The thing that is interesting in a smile is that it's a smile. It's fast, it's easy, it's… you name the thing. I just need it sometimes. It's the way i remember people - i think of their "smile". Eh..i was cought many times dreaming away and thinking about "za smile", where za is her, them, our, far away, mountain… Just a note: i like beeing cought...the radar proves that.
Well, sometimes it's not the way i want it, and sometimes i make people cry, that's another part of me, but…
If you don't make people smile, try again!
ceea ce nu e, despre ceea ce crezi si te inseli, despre increderea pe care o ai in "oamenii" din jurul tau si despre iadul care poate deveni paradisul in care crezi ca traiesti - aici trebuie sa recunosc canu e tocmai buna comparatia, insa vreau sa subliniez cum omul se poate schimba, defapt, cum omul isi schimba ideile si parerile si despre cum te afecteaza asta - o lectie de viata despre lucrurile pe care le-am crezut despre mine, despre abilitatile mele de a citi oamenii si despre "oamenii"pe care i-am crezut de incredere, “oamenii” pentru care as fi bagat mana in foc, despre "oamenii" aceia de care am fost orbit, despre circumstantele care m-au facut sa ii cred de incredere, despre lucrurile pe care le-am ignorat pana acum si dintr-o data mi-am dat seama ca nu sunt asa cum pareau. Ccum mi-am dat seama?
