I like to observe people around me when I'm waiting for the bus/train. I put earphones on, I look around, I pick a person, then I start creating an imaginary profile of him/her on my head. It's one of my favorite thing to do to if I'm travelling alone.
I also wonder, what do people think about me when they see me? Do I seem perfectly fine to them? Can they even guess that I broke up my engagement with my high school lover?
A boy from university was telling me, he couldn't guess I'd turn out to be a funny person, but oh dear, you haven't seen how I changed in the past few years. He couldn't guess I'm funny, cause I wasn't back then. Now I care less, so I think that's where my sarcasm started from.
You know, this head of mine, never stops thinking. One night I was literally begging to myself, please stop thinking and recalling random shits, let me sleep!
Oh boy, I'm doing it again now. But it's different this time.
You know what I did? gave my thoughts a physical evidence, in here.
Good night
XoXo
"Κορίτσι μου δεν υπάρχεις." Μου λέει ο Ράιαν καθώς μπαίνει μέσα.
"Το ξέρω. Είμαι τέλεια." Του λέω καθώς ξαπλώνω πίσω στον καναπέ.
"Όχι εννοώ ότι δεν υπάρχεις. Δεν είσαι πουθενά περασμένη. Έψαξα για εσένα και δεν υπάρχεις." Μου λέει έκπληκτος σχεδόν.
"Και αυτό το ξέρω..."
Το εξώφυλλο από την αγαπημένη μου
_-pinka-_