All the way (Travelling..)
I still wearing the aftermath of Sunday night, a mad insensate fear, a pain in the center of the chest, a hand that keeps me on the parapets, and even if 'to 300 km, no sleep, a day amid the noise of the work, negotiate anything with the eyes on the phone, wanting to be close to them, texting and 'walked in, my heart pounding, hour, two hours, then? how it goes, still nothing, nothing, three hours, four hours, five hours, I imagine his despair, and finally another text message, and 'came out, I go out I also ran dall'apnea, telephone, and then I hear her crying, and I hide in a corner of the hallway fugging I also pay a few more tears. Back in the car for 48 hours no sleep, not tired, I just feel like when you hurt him and you have a hangover. A friend invited me to dinner (thankfully, are not able to be alone I do not want, I would like a hand on the head), still a difficult night, little sleep, waiting to depart and arrive giu 'as soon as possible, travel, the first slow part, music and voices, a bus stop in Rome to find that they kept me on the shoulder, two hours of parking, and down 'again, the last three hours of travel with a pleasant feeling of really having a hand on head, a voice that keeps me up at 3 and 30 up until when the engine and 'off, I caress every jolt.
Within the house, just, and as 'strange coming home' your 'and not find them, do not expect to find anyone, not' a good feeling and 'how to live in advance will have something that' happen, I do not like, remove thought, I'll jump on the bed, are destroyed emotionally and physically destroyed.
Then the room, the gray, see him feeling his pain, tubes everywhere, not the dignity 'of pain, terrible places that our hospitals are places that have something inhuman, there is no' heat, places where life and 'frozen, suspended, with the drawbridges raised. 'Cause you wanted to stay here, do not understand it, the dreariness of the view from the window, mountains of cigarettes on the balcony, a chimney puffing, the sky gray, gray room, and I perhaps unconsciously try to bring a little color , a yellow shirt, and I hold her hand, and that 'the place where I stay, for all those times you held my hand, and I see good pope', I see you well, you're reacting well, and also this time I find myself learning something, you two, love to see it in your mother's eyes and I'm (pleasantly) excluded from this report you, from your hand you hold your head now more 'than ever and I smile, inside and also out, that maybe something we have learned all these years, and we are united and this time we speak, there are no secrets and the pain and 'them in plain sight, do not hide it, not hide it no more'.
All the way Cahn / Van Heusen
When somebody loves you
It's no good Unless he loves you - all the way
Happy to be near you
When you need someone to cheer you - all the way
Taller than the tallest tree is
That's how it's got to feel
Deeper than the deep blue see is
That's how deep it goes - if it's real
When somebody needs you
It's no good Unless he needs you - all the way
Through the good or lean years
And for all the years in between - as what may
Who know where the road will lead us
Only a fool would say
But if you'll let me love you
It's for sure I'm gonna love you - all the way, all the way
(On AiR Etta Jones All tHe WaY)
One year ago:
I will close is your heart ..
Life ... it's difficult journey to real life ... Quoyle? the journey more difficult ....
See you soon, Phil
A hug, quoyle. Nothing more. I could not
no shame in the face of pain, © because he asks to be heard .. share with the people we love is an act of love that melts the black and that gives us breath ..
A big kiss, Mr. Quoyle
Did you see .. the dignity .. I think the pain in those faces.
A hug as they are not able to give in this time.
hey ...: Â ° (
smile or three hundred times, for strappartene means.
vann
.. Ditto.
hey ...
I hold strong ..
Stefania
Oh Christ
noin c'a is nothing to say, knowing Either what at this point share
Well, and 'round!
* Travelling *.
And forgive me for not coming to an end, Chà © the tears I had anticipated - they, mocking, whores -
(I only hope ..
I hope.
Only.)
AbbraccioComeUnaManoSullaTesta.
but too beautiful to love this song .. anyway ..
a hug
k.
:-) ..
@ Pannasmontata thanks, I read your post, I know that you know well
@ Phil, already 'traveling, and the important' keep traveling in our lives and these 'stops' are important parts I saw you now I feel like I'm recovering, as if I had a hangover on the operation
@ Vann, smile, smile
@ 319 Ditto :-)
@ Hermione vabbe you know not?
@ Jazzer thank
@ Nica No shame, lesson learned, the price to pay for modesty and 'unbearable pain multiplied and made, a kiss
@ Stephanie, thanks :-)
@ Upi, the pain has no dignity ', never, unfortunately, and' something that must be addressed, but that takes away the dignity '
@ Arabian already 'know what it means anything to add, feel my every word you wrote.
@ Evdea uhmm I know that it 'started cmq least the most' ugly 'is passed
@ Honey, there's no 'right time to arrive, thanks for this hand on my head, thanks :-)
@ Kayas Bella, love in every way, in any situation, be nice to be able to do so.
Thanks to all for these words, I got them all, as gestures of attention and I feel genuine and deep, they were also useful
A big hug to all
Bed.
Everything.
Thank you.
: *
.. Yes, the pain has not dignity. The removed. It removes the memory and the memory. One day my father did not recognize me more, looking for more morphine. That day, some are dead.
a hug.
I disagree, maybe is because I've known people who have a very special dignity even purchased in pain.
A person now there's no more, while he was in the hospital told me many things.
I listened to it .. and I asked if he had thought earlier. He replied that he did not understand anything when you are well ..
I remember her staring at me, as he said those words .. a gaze that does not ammmetteva replicas.
I was silent.
He also.
And his hands were shaking with fatigue.
We knew almost, but spent his last days together, mingling our lives and it was important for me although very painful.
But .. I understand that everyone has their own experiences.
I read only now
a hug
@ Bfu eccerto not everyone has their own experiences and maybe 'more' a matter of different dictionary :-)
@ Ruckert
thanks goes much, much better
Do you hug any dictionary and you have any experience makes us different and equal.
Glad you are better.
I hope not ... have you embarrassed ... but if I did I apologize ..
see you soon.
hobbs ninth that embarrassment,
Hello soon