It`s been quite some time since I`ve written something. But it still comes hard to put my soul in words. Maybe this time more than ever. Becouse I`ve had my ass kicked so many times I was even afraid to turn around. So I stayed down… But now, now it`s different. Maybe I`m crazy or suicidal, but I don`t care about getting hurt. This time I`m diving in, full speed.
5 months ago I decided to start over. From scratch. My whole life. I moved to Madrid, got a job and lived happy in my cocoon until the 1st of October. When I stumbled upon a crazy dude. Who bugged me a whole week to get a cup of coffee with him. Finnally I called him and said ok. I needed a guide for the city. Or so I told myself. But that was [up until now] one of best ideeas I ever had. Becouse he turned out to be freacking Prince Charming. Maybe mine, maybe someone else`s. Doesn`t really matter. I`m taking advantge of all the wonders he brings. I`m living each moment and enjoying him with no regrets. He`s out of his mind and lives like there`s no tomorrow. I fell inlove with him without even realising it. And I was crazy enough to tell him how I feel.
I don`t know how long our story will last. But I`m happy now. And I found myself in his eyes. He gave me courage to dream again. And to say “I love you”. I love saying that. It comes so natural sometimes. Like it was meant to be said between us.
Maybe he`s my prince… maybe, just maybe, my search is over…
