The Greatest Adventure

Life awaits.
Therefore, live it.
It's right there, right in front of you.

It is such an adventure that two people cannot live the same life. Sure, you can SHARE it, but you can't live the same life as somebody else and vice versa.
Being born, growing up... It is a constant change. Everything is continuously moving, just as time never stops. It's like a clock that won't stop even if it runs out of batteries.
Don't waste it... Even if you feel like everything is wrong, and you're about to give up. DON'T. You'd be a huge loss to the world. Specially to the world of the ones that know you and love you so very much.
Life is a beautiful gift God gives us and it is a present to be treasured and explored. We never know when the Lord will decide our time here is up and it will be time to move up.

Take the most of it.
Love yourself. Love your mother and your father.
Cherish your grandparents if you're so lucky to have them, because you'll miss them terribly when they're gone (I know that because I never had them and I miss the idea of having the chance to know what it would have been like if I had them once).
Learn to love. It'll be hard. Someone will break your heart to pieces and it will hurt. But you ARE capable of getting the pieces back together and loving again. The pain you'll be put through will be worthy once you find love. It can come from anywhere... A sister, a friend, someone in your family, a valentine or a spouse, a stranger... Whoever.

Take a walk by the shore and feel the wind on your hair. Have the sand on your toes and the sea by your feet. The sunset will take your breath away and something inside you will trigger a new beginning... A fresh start.
Hold it in your hands and never let go of that feeling.
Be thankful. For your family, your friends, your teachers. Be thankful even for the strangers who cross ways with you. Above all, be thankful to God. He created everything and gave you everything you've got.

Love life.
It is like a shooting star: it will go by faster than you'll realize. When you wake up, a few years will have already passed you by. Catch up to life's missadventures and to its adventures. They'll both help you grow and become the person you want to be.
Live. Live. LIVE.

A Heart Worth Breaking

It's my fault my heart was broken.
I can't blame you for breaking it.
But still... Why?
Is this how you want to remind me of what I really am?
Far from perfect but we're all broken to a degree...

Missing you like crazy I understand.
I understand...
REASON understands.
HEART doesn't.


Looking at that old photograph...
I'm wishing I could turn back time.
But time goes by faster than we realize,
And soon enough we'll part ways again.
I never feel like letting go.
I don't want to fall.
I don't want to watch you fall.


Please hold my hand and I'll hold yours.
Don't let go, don't give up.
Feels like tomorrow will never come,
But sunshine will light up your face
And I'll still be whispering
"I love you"
In your ear, early morning after the storm, watching as you slowly awake.


I'm not going anywhere.
I'm not worth a lot.
My heart is worth breaking.
I'm worth leaving.
But I'm not leaving you.


I'm going to see the morning sun arise with you.
In every single way,
You show me who I want to be.
I'm telling what this is to you...
I won't let hope go.
I'll hold you till the night is gone.

Keep me.
Keep me...

Once upon a time... Which time was it?

So once upon a time there was a girl and there was a boy.
And they were friends. Not just friends, best friends! The best of friends!
They were always together and would always have fun together!
It could be sunny, rainy, snowy or windy, they would always find something fun to do!
And it felt like they never had enough time together, because they never wanted to say goodbye when they had to go home.
They were very fond of each other and their friendship meant the world to the both of them. There was nothing that could break that perfect friendship. There was complicity in every move. One look and there was an entire conversation.
Of course, as time went by, the more they knew each other, the more she showed him her universe, the more he invited her into his life, the more they cared about each other.
Finally, one night, sitting in his car and talking about life, he told her he had fallen for her. She felt the same way but she had no time to tell him that then, neither was she so brave. Soon she put herself together and told him her heart was his, but time had come and she had to leave, with the uncertainty of when they'd meet again.
And as fast as she made nest in his heart, she flew away. Four years would pass before they could set eyes on each other again. But they waited. Their friendship endured the years apart and they made it through as if no geographic distance was imposed to them. They would write and call each other and talk about facts of their daily lives, share secrets and dreams, tie their lives together even though they were worlds apart.
But the beauty of young hearts is how much they can endure. Years of longing for one another's company, the wish to hear that laughter one more time, to feel that embrace of each other's arms, to smell that familiar perfume...
There's a magic about being in love at seventeen. Every memory of those years can fill a heart with joy and nostalgia... And the air smells different and a deep breath takes you in a time travel...
On the celebration of the birth of Christ, they finally met again. As his voice echoed on the street, she opened the door of her house, and ran into his arms, with which she was again held and carried. If time could stop, that would be the moment. It was perfect, a perfect encounter. She was back.
But in a mortal life, you can't have it all. He moved. And as fast as he came to see her, he had to leave. But soon, on New Year's Eve they would meet again.
It was a lovely winter night. And as he walked her to the door, he felt that was his chance. She held her keys to open the door, looked back at him to hug him befoe going inside, and as he embraced her, a silent wishful kiss happened. Butterflies flew in her stomach, he felt any brokeness inside of him mend, she felt her knees weaken, he felt like he'd just taken his first breath. It was definitely magic.
But for some reason, she didn't feel her heart to be ready for all that and she hurt him even though she didn't want to.
Months went by without they crossing sight. Finally, on the wedding of their friend, their hearts reunited and a kiss was again shared. She felt a garden begin to grow on her inside. He felt warmth and joy, as he hadn't felt in a while.
Again he left, Again they got together on another wedding cerimony.
Her heart began to fall for his and leaving him was harder this time. But not too long after, they met again. It was fun and they were themselves with each other all the time. Time together was all they wanted. Sleeping on his sholder she felt her heart beat happier. Kissing her, he lost track of his thoughts.
But neither the girl or the boy have steadiness to carry themselves together.
Their friendship is forever and their love is yet to be discovered, freed and lived with no reservations...
One day, my dear... Some day.

Bubbles bubbles

(sigh)...
There's the will and the desire to write, but the words are missing...
So much on my mind and no words to materialize it. Frustrating, really.
But it was one busy week in my life so, hopefully, my weekend will pay off.

By the way, why are people always trying to change who they are? No, no... I am not excluding myself. I'm human too and I know all too well the feeling of wanting to be in someone else's skin...
Oh well, maybe as the years go by and I get to mature a little bit more, I'll find out about he answer... Till then, I'll sporadically want to be someone else.

What a wonderful life!

Life hides its treasures under every stone and in every curbside... It's our job to find them! And we don't even have to go look for them, they'll come our way once we allow them to. How? It's simple! Don't get off of bed with that "Grr... I have to get up!" attitude! That totally recks it!
STOP complainting about this and that!
EVERY morning is a gift and a chance to chine and keep shining, so you might as well take that chance and ENJOY it.
If you're a grown up, you should act like one. That doesn't mean you have to kill your inner child, just means you shouldn't allow he/she to come out and play unless it's playtime. Don't let it pout over this and that, because if you give he/she one chance, believe me, he/she will do so! He/she will be a big whiner and complaint about how he/she got stuck in traffic all the way to work and then all the way back home. If they only knew complainting won't take anyone anywhere... Complainting about it won't make the cars move, trust me, I've seen many people try the trick and'let me tell you this: it doesn't work.
Altogether, have a great day!

This time it's personal

I like to write.
It's one of my passions. My ambition is to one day write a book; it doesn't have to be a best seller or anything... I wouldn't mind if there would be only one printed copy of it. But I would love to know I wrote those words on those pages... Look on the cover and see my name printed in them...
To me writing is a window into a different world... To some people it is music - I envy those talented people, music is a true gift! - and to some it is painting, running, horse back riding... But writing or typing words can relax me, can make me happier when I am sad, can even help me understand something I struggled with just a while before... But even this didn't come easy to me... You see, I need inspiration to write, otherwise it will end up being just a whole bunch of disconnected words on a piece of paper (or computer window). Of course many things inspire me, but nothing makes me write better than love. Feeling the love from my family, friends, or even being in love - doesn't matter if it works or not. It just fills my mind and my heart and it has to be poured somewhere before it gets lost among all my other thoughts.
And I think I am in love... In love with life! I have been having so much and I don't even think I deserve it all... But I am happy and warm on the inside. And not only I am in love with life, but there's also someone in my life. He's my best friend, has been since we first talked - we didn't really talk the first time we met, which is funny now that I think about it, because we kind of compete to find out who talks more now - but I'm afraid that's all he allows us to be. Just friends. But I love him and I understand his many reasons to this decision. I even agree with so many of them. But I love him. ANd with the words of Beethoven, I finish this post: "Ever thine. Ever mine. Ever ours.".

Love is a beautiful thing

Hmmmmm... Isn't love a beautiful thing? No one can ever live a full life if they don't fall in love at least once... It's beaustiful and it's the closest thing human king has to magic.
It can hit you at an early age, when no one will take it seriously enough, or it can happen at a more mature age, when you'd never guess that "at this age? Is it still possible?!".
One cloudy day at the school or years later on New Year's Eve...
But your feet won't touch the ground and you'll be in too deep before you can do anything about it - not that you'd ever even want to. Your daily problems won't matter anymore and you'll won't care if it starts raining when you're wearing your best clothes, because you've got him/her.
The sky will look blue even during a storm and the sun will shine stronger when you hear him/her call your name...
He/she'll make you feel you won't have to be alone... And falling asleep to the sound of him/her breathing will be the perfect lullaby.
Spread your wings and fly, 'cause you've just begun to live life to its fullest.

Rainy Days

Don't you just love rainy days?
Sitting on the couch and watching your favorite tv shows... Or maybe cooking something different for dinner...
With a little imagination, a book is also a great company!
There's something to the sight of watching the rain fall down the window paine while the sky turns into countless shades of gray... It's peaceful and sleepy! Nothing goes better with a lazy sunday afternoons!