.

There are trip who we start with our mind, without reason..    There are places who we never see again,  there are train where we will never go togheter..

I have take your body in my hands and your soul near mine for enough time..

My travel  inside you is end ,

this is my hope..

end in  nowhere place,

empy place,

like you.

Mysteries of time, of healing time
Time doesn’t err, teaches a bit of everything
These are time’s rules, spinning in the world

It doesn’t run neither get away, only says the truth
Mysteries of time, who has no wickedness
Treats bad the fools and the cowards

im , Mario..  here.. and everywhere,  i don t hide my self, never..

i don t  hide connection,  phone,  names,

i don t hide, huaway, samsung, ipad or apple notebook,

Ingrid Child,  panna nikt

for what ?,  if   i  see  you..,     only  this,   honestly here or  not

what  i  think  about you  will  don t change,   simply you  are here or  not,

hide or  visible,

“i don t think nothing more than,  you  are here,    no new hope for me,  don t warry…”

my action, writings, thinking, dreaming, not are related

if i see you here.. or not.

be  always honest…      this strange  word who for you is utopia.

 

I don’t know how to love you anymore

I know, That it doesn’t make sense,

but i don t have any reason to look in your direction,

your early morning or your middle nights  chatting, your online world ,

are only a  sad memory of who offend me..

Never again
I will be only a mistake
I will no longer insist on
If you don’t know what I know
i can t  Never again be Mario,

 

this is my price,

everything in this life has its price,

 

i will  remeber  you  for  the rest of  my  life,

not  as a honest  person  ,

this  is  by  best  sad moment,

this  idea  will never  go  away  from  my  soul,

forever..