Too cool to care

And the princess found many knights on her way, even dressed up somehow her beauty would glow through her skin.

Those foolish games... I will never again make the princess chase her angel, It is only a reflection of what I have mistaken myself with, somebody who gave a damn...

I killed the princess without her ever getting to see her love again... her mission failed and either that or endure yet another attempt of suicide. Have you ever watched Silent Hill the movie? the part when the little girl was burnt repeated itself inside my hollow thoughts the other day... I need to write it, I need to, I tried not to, I'm sick of writing autobiographic lies.

This is me bending with pain on the floor, with once again a broken heart in the middle of my chest... I used to love Tchaikovsky, philosophize about art and flying...

Enough, this is enough.

Bow down and stare n wonder, how the Fenix is born again. The angel never was. The angel never will be. The angel got lost in another story, with another princess that jumps off a castle, the dressed up princess in the end gets captured by some errand people... in the woods. Without a single scream, she sees the truth. She was dying.

Blue day, gray day. A once-upon-a-time-me day.

Miracles...

I have to say this, I am a believer.

Things happen in life, things that we cannot control.

Once upon a time she was mugged, she cried until she couldn't stand up because of the pain.

If there is any relation between the title and what I'm writing now... it's a miracle.

An angel appeared out of nowhere, he took care of her, he kissed and embraced her, he promised everything was to be ok, and so it was.

Many years went by, new knights came looking for the princess, she had already gone far away. She had to dress up like a royal knight, just to be able to take a horse and go in search of her guardian angel, she sold her crown to get some money for the long trip, she was even thinking of selling her soul if necessary. But those things... that we never control acted on her behalf, a weird force that she made a vow to retribute showed her a way to get closer to the angel without having to face so many dangerous creatures that would come up in her way, every knight should go and rescue his princess, but the princess wasn't longing for a knight to show up, she was looking for her angel who had left without a good bye.

The end is still a blur, as the whole story is. As you can see I'm am going trough a weirdly inspired face of my life where I can distinguish words and images but not logic, I believe in miracles, because today I was granted one.

When I find the key words to make this a blog-story I shall write them, but for now I only have the beginning of what in the end could turn up to be a marvelous story, or not. Maybe I am just dreaming to much about princesses and angels.

It's time to focus a little bit more on the big goals maybe, but I want this little goal to be my big focusing point, it's the first and last adventure I will concede myself before becoming a grown-up. The little dream might be coming true in the end. Thanks Lord.

Yapita para vos Val.

As you can see I'm dying to watch some anime!!