Mi fairytale is gone…gone like my childhood, and my hope.

I don’t know where I lost it, maybe I dropped it in my way back home, among all those unknown people in the bus, or maybe a thief stole it along with my blue wallet long ago.

The only thing I know is that I no longer believe in fairytales, wizards and magic, they crept away along with my fairytale. I feel lonely know, like something is missing, or maybe someone, that someone that I haven’t met yet…

Where are you?

I don’t want to cause more suffering and pain anymore, I don’t want to be the killer again,

I just want to love, someone else.


Well, this is something special for me, a bit depressing probably, but beautiful I think…we all have this moments, when we don’t believe in anything because we think nobody or nothing believes in us, but when bad times are gone, you know those who believed in you where there all the time, waiting, for you.