Tuesday, April 24, 2007

A Carta

"Hello kid
How could you play me like that? Did you think that I was like all the other women in your sad miserable life, craving for a movie-alike-happening!? How did you think that I could be in your cast? I don't belong in your low budget movie!! I asked you to run away from me. But you still call, and I still go! I feel used, cheap, and I am furious, I am breaking every thing around me, I am screaming my lungs out, because I know that I almost loved, I almost cryed, I almost fell! And why do you call? What could you possibly have to say to me kid, that even you are not sure?
Run away kid, say what you have to say and run away! Because I dream of you, sometimes I even miss you kid! I have the memory of your kiss carved on my lips... I'm not falling in love, but there's something about you I love. So run away kid, before my fighting back ceases. I'm strong, but when you call, when you're around me I'm weak.
I am not an actress kid, I am real life!"

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