I lost myself in the Mist of Loneliness

Moon, I want you just for me. If I can not have you, no one else can. I know it may seem like a selfish act, but it does not interest me, what I need is to see you every night, not to shed my tears frozen by time ... When you are covered by the dark clouds of the sky, I do not know what to do. I look like a restless child, who walks the darkest paths in the forest, not knowing where to go. Only you have the great opportunity to live in heaven, along with the stars, ribs and planets. I need you in my life, you're the only one that can calm me down every time I'm home late. Moon, I envy you. Only you know the immensity of the galaxy. You feel happy and free and I sad and depressed by chains that even I can not break. Every day when I get home and enter my room, I start to hear the echoes of people's voices saying that I have to change or that everything is wrong because I can not analyze situations. The world around me seems to be closing more and more: I can not

Fantasy... Fantasy, I left you behind, I left you and you, therefore you abandoned me. I grew up, and you little by little you moved away from my core and my being. Everything seemed to be easier with you by my side ... The dolls, the polish bears, the barbies, my endless collection of puzzles, my Disney movies, my Carnival outfits that were a part of me disappeared from my room and in their place are my books, my computer Laptop and my varnishes. I honestly miss living in this world where every day there was a party to celebrate the joy that existed within my little heart, which was increasingly craving for more fun and play. I miss the tea of ​​the five I took with my dolls and Teddy (my favorite teddy bear), playing secretly in my cousin's giant garden, which for me at that time looked like a labyrinth that looked like never before To finish talking to my imaginary friend who always gave me advice when I did not know what to do or when I was scared. I need the fantasy

We were both on the beach and I was acting like a child. I started making a sand castle while I was watching you sleep soundly on your dark blue towel. When I finished making the sand castle, I shouted by your name and I helped you to get up to come with me to the place where I had made the castle and said: - I made a sand castle where you can see your future! - I can 't see anything! - You said as you peered through my castle's hole. I stood in front of the hole I had made in the castle where you stalked and told you: - I'm your future.

Mother: The most perfect and irritating Being that can exist to the phase of this planet. Since I was a little girl, I admire this magnificent Being who brought me to the World, everything in her seems to be fragile and strong at the same time, sad and happy in the same way and simple and elaborated in the same way. When everything seems to be collapsing and falling apart into small dusty pieces, it appears out of nowhere and with a simple smile makes the world change and pacify. Mothers are like fairies, but without wings or wands. They have something stronger, true, and genuine: the smile and the charm of words. There is nothing more pure and honest than the heart of a Mother, for she has the greatest heart of the World, in her guard: love for her husband, love for her parents, love for her brothers and, most importantly, love Children. But mothers can also become irritating, especially if they spend their lives controlling and watching over us as if they are full of