Take me somewhere new

What can you do when there's no way to go? When anything seems make sense, and fight doesn'r worth. Or even worst, when there's nothing to fight for. Because there's anything to lose, but neither anything to win. When you can't find your dreams, or it's better to keep them, because your legs are tired to run after them. 

Really, in that moments theres no much to do. You can accept it or... well, maybe you can do something. You can wake up morning by morning, look youself at the mirror and convince yourself you won't let the world eat you, at least without have bitten her before. And you can go out and walk, even without any destiny. Without looking backwards. Taking the risk of the unknown. No fears about what you're going to find, because you know it will be better than the absence you left behind. And if you find someone who fill that gap, don't let him go away. Because you'll never know if you'll find him again. And today I'm going to somewhere. Far of this. Close to you.
¿Won't you take me by the hand and take me somewhere new? I don't know who  you are but I'm with you.

#Triss

A happy ending

Because when something starts wrong, it can only be better. Or at least that's what I'm traying to repear until believe ir. Because actually, I'm afraid of not doing the correct. Yes, the brave girl is terrified of thinking about she can be one more. Something to have fun. A stupid consolation prize. And my head tells me constantly that I should go away, now that I can. 

But I forget all that everytime you look at me. Because though this is dangerous, that probably you'll hurt me, I prefer lose myself in your look and sunk in your words. I prefer believe what you say and think that, at the end, everything will be alright. And if not, then it's because it wasn't the end.

 #Triss

Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are shooting stars?

I could really use a wish right know. I would know what I'm doing, or at least what I feel. I would know what do you feel. If this is correct. Wherter I'll always regret the decission that I took, without thinking too much about it. I would know what I'm doing, and, much more, I would know if I'll have to runaway at any time.  

But really, that doesn't matter. I don't care what do yor feel, because I know it will never be the same I feel for you. I don't care whether it's or not the correct way, because I'm already tired of having to do the right thing always. Tired of doing only what is expected of me, and tired of never being able to be who I want.
And for once, for the first time, I am acting without thinking, letting driven by emotions that I don't understand, because I've never felt. And it doesn't matter. I don't care where I'm leading, I don't care if we can never be the we I'd like.
But now, if tonight we pretend that airplanes are shooting stars, it wouldn't wish  understand this, or know whereit's going to take me. If you now grant me one wish, it would be not wake up from what I'm living.

 #Triss

Disenchanted

And one more time, I'm relegated to the background. Though I knew this was going to happen. Of course, I knew it. If it has always been so, I dont know which is the stupid detail that makes me think that this time somethings is going to change. Maybe it was my own imagination, more than your looks. My wish of feeling that they were for me, though I knew that they aren't. O my dreams against your words, looking for hidden meanings in sentences without any double sense.
But of course, you must have much fun. You have enjoyed watching my useless signs, playing with my fantastics illusions. You have got me to say what you wanted to listen, to uncover my heart for you. And then, you have despised it, just as you always do.
And now, you asked me to be something that you can't even put a name. You want me to be a toy, at least while you haven't got anything better to have fun. You ask for a right to everything, but no commitment to anything. And I'm scared about the pact of giving all I have without expecting to receive anything that is implicit in each of your words. And it scares me even more not being able to stop shaking when your voice whispers me from the other side of the phone. Though I know perfectly that that voice will never tell me the words I'm dying to hear. That that words aren't for me, and they'll never be. And I know that it's useless trying, and that I'll go into de lion's den. But you know what happens? I love you, and that's not going to change because of your indifference. And I have spent too much time thinking any unanswered whys, now is the time to start thinking why not do what I want, without thinking of those inevitable consequences.
 Aunque sé perfectamente que esa voz nunca llegará a decirme las palabras que me muero por oír.
 #Triss

Fate

And yes, I believe in fate. Not in that fate which says everything will be perfect , pink. No, nothing of that. Pink only are my room walls, not the whole world, and perfect, I discovered that nothing is it long time ago. 

The fate which I believe talks about everyday, it is which says everything happen for some reason. The fate we decide by our acts. 

I don't believe in inevitable fate, neither all what has to come is written somewhere. I don't believe we were must to live a life planned for someone above us, simply, I believe all that happens is for something even we don't know never for what.  

If destiny were inevitable, then it would be pointless fight. It would be much more sensible resign and accept everything that comes. 

It would be pointless illusions, dreams, hopes Nothing would be pointless. But for me, it has. I'm one of those who think that life is illusion, take risks, fail and try again. That life is based in dreams, and if no, it is no living but surviving.

So I guess that, even it is strange and contradictory, I believe in fate... but I want to write mine. 

~Triss