The best day of my life

Exactly a year ago, i had the best day of my life, it was beautiful just a calm and sunny saturday, the day before my birthday.
I had the best time, the sight, the landscape, the music and the company could not have been better, but all good things come to its end, and all we have left it's the good times.

I'm so jaded

I feel better now, i'll be fine again and i'll move on quickly, i'm fed up with feeling blue,
i won't be like that ever again, from now on, i'm going with the flow.
We all have had bad thoughts and dark intentions and also we all have lived through generous moments and altruism worthy of the Mother Teresa of Calcutta, but unlike the child stories where the evilness is immune to the pity, we the human beings personify both parts in the world where we have to live. But the truth is that there is no ligth without dark, no night without day and hate is impossible without love. Good and evil are just two faces of the same coin.

Rain

I know last year i said "Let it rain" "Rain on me", 'cause i just wanted to washed up about something it had taken roots in me, but oh come on! stop it already please, i hate rain, i've always hated it and that's me, i could never change, no matter what my birthday will be as it has been for the last 24 years, rainy.