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What if…

I’m feeling alienated and I can’t find myself, where my body is supposed to be I find a person who is lost, or let me re-say this, is not moving, staying in the middle point between several ways and trying to pick the path that is less harmful and painful instead of choosing the one that is supposed to take him to his destiny.

What if I don’t know if is me or is him or who is that person that looks like me but seem soul-less.  Because when you lose the will to play life’s game and decide to stay safe, you have already lost.

But what if…

It doesn’t matter which path you take, which way you drive, there’s always a hurt heart feeling thorn and wrecked and craving for someone to help it.

What if…

All you need is a hug, a hand to  hold, a face that looks at you while walking towards you who tells you:  Everything will be OK.

What if…

I’ve tried to cheer myself up, think positive, remain calm, meditate, travel, wait… and I get to the same conclusion.

I surrender.

I need your signal, your touch, your lips, your face, your eyes, your hand holding mine walking towards me up the hill.

What if…

You just do that?