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

I am

I'm of those who hates people to tell them are like the rest of the world. Because I'm not as the rest of world. I don't want to do what everyone do, or think as everyone think. Or how they say I must think. Because be as everyone is boring, and I'm tired of be bored. I prefer still being of those stupid ones who, if they are sad, listen to the saddest songs. Because I'm convinced that if you are down, you only can go upside. And when I'm upside, I can climb the walls perfectly. I'm of those who try to enjoy every moment as the last one, because you can't ever know if it will be the last. I'm of those who believe in things that don't know what are.
I'm that kind of people you can trust, because you can be sure they don't judge you, no matter what happens. Of those who know many things that don't share, but very few that doesn't comply. Of those to whom don't care that curiosity killed the cat, because they want to know everything, even if it hurts.I am of those who think that a half truth is a lie. And still are white lies, but help. I am of those who value sincerity and friendship above all, and they think that if it isn't true, then it isn't friendship.I'm from the stupid ones who don't care to give everything without thinking, and they get used to receiving nothing in return. One of those people you can count on. At any time. At any moment. For anything. Of those who prefer a hug a thousand words of thanks.I'm that kind of girl who does not believe in the love of fairy tale, but in an even more authentic. Because I've fallen in love, disenchanted and fallen in love again. And I am of those who already know that there is much more than commitment and "I love you." Of those who have finally realized that much can be said with a look, and even more with a silence. Of those who believe in facts and demonstrations, but prefers to drink from the words she wants to hear.I'm that kind of girls that are unpredictable. Sassy in the unimaginable, but terribly shy in the simplest. And they can be charming for good, and the next second, being horribly cold. I hate to hurt, and avoid it at all costs. But I am of those who don't hesitate to do it if you dare to touch those who I care about.I know I'm not as everyone. Too normal in some things, too weird in others. But don't be surprised if I tell you I don't care it. Because being different is incredible.
#Triss

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend...

When your back burns for all the stab wounds wich had been recieved. When it bleeds for the wounds that will never close. When you realized that trust is gone, and you'll never find it again.
When lies are strung with inexplicable situations. When words to the back are more than words to the face. When promises and secrets didn't worth anything. When there's not any collusion. When you cry without knowing a reason. When you fake smiles for inertia.

When you don't know how to act. When anything seems be correct, you know something has changed forever.  And you can't go back. Things happen, problems appear, and friendship die. And it doesn't matter if you like it or not. You can try to avoid it, fight against it or close your eyes for not see that, but you know it will happen.
Someone can tell you it's fate. I don't believe it that kind of fate. Other could blame the time, which make us change. Neither I think it. It makes no sense to blame anyone beyond ourselves. We change and mature with the time, that's truth, but we are who decide what change and what leave in the past. And in this moment, all of us have to chose. And we have to do it. As we have to accept that someone left us in the past, and we don't matter anymore.
Because friendship, for me, means a lot, but eternity it's not its property. And I've learnt by the hard way and a lot of betrayls that, even we fight for it, it ends.
And sometimes we have to accept that it doesn't worth try to save what is lost forever.

#Triss

Kissin frogs?

And at last, she stopped being a dreamer. She opened the eyes and stopped believeing in fairytales. She accepted that there's not any blu prince to save her and go to his magnificent castle, and that she won't fined anyone kissing frogs. But she also discovered she needn't, and  understood, at least, that walk in safe is overrrated, and risks have their charm. She knew a lot of people won't understand her, and she would be judged without any mercy. She knew people would talk about her, but it doesn't matter. Because she was happy, though really she hadn't anything. She walked on the tightrope without a safety net, feeling the adrenaline in her blood everytime. Following her impulses, ignoring her reason, which tried to warn her of the danger of falling.
She had discovered the charm of half-sentences, hints and double meanings continuous in each word. She had discovered the interest of the forbidden. And she knew what she was doing was considered wrong, strange and inexplicable. But she didn't care, because that was funnier than kissing frogs.

#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

I'd tell yes...

I'd tell yes, I'd take the risk, have fun and don't look back. But she isn't so careless, she would try convince herself everything it's ok, and when he get tired, he won't be the one who suffer. And, besided, she might be losing possibilities with other people. I don't know, if she want, she must do it and stop thinking, and if not, then no. But only can say yes or not, there's not other option. What do you say?

                   ~Anie-Pet

And she, without knowing how or why, became brave. She turned her fears away, forgot them and stopped thinking. She said yes, without ever knowing what was answering. She risked to something unknown. And for one time, it didn't mind not to think abour consequences, or rush headlong down just knowing that he was expecting a hard floor. That time, the battle was won by the heart, who makes head forget how to think.
And at the end,
In the end, without knowing hardly counts, he realized he had done the right thing. That it has been enough to plan things and walk safe. That fine line has its charm and life is for living, and not to wait for the storms away, but knowing how to dance beneath.
He realized that no one could live their dreams for her, and if she doen't risk, she would never know what she is able to do.

#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