It’s lovely,really! You should try it!
I was kind of sad these days… Not sad as in a bad way,but sad. Really sad. I like that. As I heard it once:
“Why do you like being sad?”
“Sad is like happy,but for deep people.”
Yes,I like being sad. I like this feeling… I don’t know why. Autumn is here,then will be winter… The weather begins to turn into what I like:cold.
But it isn’t just that… I am sad because I wish something that most of you do,or can get easily. I wish for something that others don’t have and never had… I wish for love. Not family love,I mean a relationship. If you were here from my very beginnings(a little more than a month ago) you saw this: “Unfortunately I am not very good at describing myself,I would rather describe my personality. I am a dreamer,a man cursed to know how to love,but unfortunate to not be able to find his loved. I am an observant,someone that goes through life,seeing many,talking of little.”(http://dreamyidea.wordpress.com/2013/08/06/just-dreams/) [or you could just look at the "About me" category]
You see,I wish I could really love. But that’s the way I see myself: a man doomed to see others love,knowing what real love is,while he doesn’t get any. I also saw this: http://9gag.com/gag/aBK89mQ?ref=fb.s (it’s beautiful if you watch it all). But why? I wish to love,I wish to know that feeling and to share it,but I don’t have with who. I wish to listen to the beautiful songs of birds,hear the wind blowing through the leaves and look at the dawn. But I can’t…
There’s nobody with whom I may share this feeling. I don’t have neighbours(yes,I don’t have neighbours) and my school is rather small. Remember http://dreamyidea.wordpress.com/2013/09/11/i-am-a-teen-and-i-long-for-love/ ? Nobody in my school is worth talking to. I know I sound like a douchebag and too picky,but what I say is real. I wish I had that one friend with whom I could share everything,whom I could kiss late at nights
(I am talking about a girlfriend,if you didn’t understand) and gaze into her eyes days and nights. But I don’t. Why? Why can’t I just love? Why can’t I meet someone who I might like?…