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“Seems like yesterday you were a part of me …”(Kelly Clarkson – Behind these hazel eyes)

I am stronger than ever. Now I really can breathe and my focus is clear. I am focused and determined. Nothing can stop me right now to achieve my goal. I won’t specify what my goal is … I’d rather keep it to myself. Let’s say is something I wish for more than anything right now. And all I need is to be focused and not misled by any “childish flirt” who could confuse me again.

I opened my eyes myself. I can’t believe there’s no one who could find me right now. It’s like I’m deep in a “Cypro” where only “authorized persons” can come in. I don’t need confusion anymore.

Nobody can see through me!

Well, at some points the above may sound “out-of-reach”, probably fiction-like words … I’m just trying to motivate myself, to stick to my plan. Only thus will I become myself again. Because now I’m only a leaf trying to hold on to the branch of a tree, in the middle of a storm.

Tears… and chillout music.
Chill out in Paris.
Make me a song.
Wake me up when you are next to me. For how long will I be asleep?
Tears or raindrops?
Only stars … and the moon.
Alone with the moon.
Spiritually challenged by miracles of vanity. Engrossed by lies.
Trying to chill out on thrills and whispers.
Tell the wind to carry me away.
Tell the rain to fall all over me.
When will I belong?
Enjoying fresh apples from a green bowl. Fresh and perfumed. Scented.
I miss what I can’t have.
Go away! Out of my head! My mind. Leave! …

You’ve never been mine … have you?
Far away from me. Far from myself. Me and a different I. Changed. On the point of changing. My mind.

You make me fly on wings of fantasy. I quit thinking of you, I have a career to manage. It’s true, I cannot forget your green deep eyes. Studying “Derivatives” makes me happier than thinking of you as something unreachable. Go away! Cupid says I need my heart back…