I learned that crying could wash my soul, but weakened my spirit and I needed to be strong, too strong to fight against the lions in the concrete jungle!

I searched for love but I found no reciprocity, then I was living by expectations, not expecting much from the people!
I looked for a true love, but only I found fugacious relationships and I got used to it or I would live in solitude …

I sought to please and balance me amid traces of life, but I had to relearn how to walk amid losses and on a tightrope!

And I had to expose my feelings somehow through words! And I’m writing from my lightness, my pain, the disappointments, the passions, loves …
And I keep writing and carrying with me my restlessness, my mistakes, my findings, my laments…!

Thankfully I’ve learned that life is not a fairy tale and that waits are tiring … So I will live one day after another, with intensity or moderation … It depends on how I am, depends on how the other will be with me!