Didie | Or maybe today I've lost you...

.............Now I regret every word that was spoken
I said some things you know I didn’t mean
Maybe we’ll turn back the time
Work it out, start anew
Or maybe today I’ve lost you

Strange how a day it can feel like a lifetime
I know what I had now it’s gone
Ive swallowed my pride cos alone here, I’m dying
And with you is where I belong

I can’t help but think of our last conversation
I close my eyes I can still see your face
I hope what I’m feeling now
You are feeling it too
Or maybe today I’ve lost you............

There were many thoughts that I wanted to write about my acquaintance of Mark "Wolfman" Eyre ... but all that happened in my mind was the sound of a well known song of sadness ... huge hole newly opened in my soul ... and thousands of unanswered questions discursively spread all over my head ...

But if family is more important, then he must not regret the actions ... and I must not object to his decisions ... and let him go ...
Still I hope to find the answers some day ...
And I hope to find him (again) in good health and big happiness.
And I hope he'll find me as well ...
Yeah, I hope ...

After all, "Delete" is nothing but the end of something simple ... and the beginning of everything else ...

Didie | "Wish you were here"

Another sleepless night without you,
waiting with patience for another call,
another letter to hopefully find you,
another lovely picture on the wall...

(to Sam,
who will always be loved
in one way or another...)

Didie | Dreams can sometimes be shared...

(This is US...10 years ago...)

We just had a beer after the hard day at work.
And talked, as we haven't talked for ages. Digged into our memories, some painful, others even absurdly funny. Confessed our mistakes, on which we giggled till cry, had fun with our own agonies. Remembered all the loves that separated us, and those to bring us together again. And we knew that no matter how much we changed through the years, no matter that we're already grown ups, even if we didn't want it, we remained US and over the years we've built the most precious thing, more powerful that time itself - our friendship.
I am not the Woman from your dreams, you're not the Man I yearnen for all my lonely nights. But I AM a part of your past, present and future, and YOU ARE a part of my inspiration. And this is something no one can change, can he?

(...and this is US now)

Didie | The Big Spring House Cleaning