risa story

life is fun.. make mistake and admit that.. fall in love and be a fool again.. flirting to remind me ; do my pilates and eat no meat.. get a success and forget that.. listen to annoying one and respon with a fake smile to make myself look disgusting.. tell my stories and dance! delete and TYPE new one delete and make fun of myself..

Rumi please sit down and tell me about my path.. i am not brave enough.. why me? please look at me.. i need reasons, please answer me, any logical thoughts to calm me down because my heart is torturing me. it is hurt fiercely. is it my fault, mistaken to feel..? this is pushing me into my edge of innocent, making me stubbornly in doubts.. please.. (no answer).. in silence.. until wind is kind enough to send me this..welcoming your life again..and be brave “Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing  and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there.

this feeling is too strong.. weaken me.. create my wings.. take me forcefully to see me.. who am i.. how could i say something when i know nothing.. love is looking at me..waiting to tell another secrets.