charlatan

Such beauty, such poise, eyes that draw me toward, thinking about what is to come...but what happens next is departure.

Something has shaken me to my very foundation.

Can you see my very soul? With those eyes I would believe it.

So soft, and unapproachable. So beautiful and out of reach. Like a child I stumble to find the words only to look foolish. Like a fool I think of what I should have said only too late.

I need to start a fire. I need to give myself momentum. Don't give in. Time to prove to yourself you're worth a damn.

No pain, no gain.

No guts, no glory.

Those are american mantras. Do they work? We'll see. Sometimes you have to put yourself out there. Sometimes you have to try. You may fall, but then again you may not.

My mind is fleeting. So many thoughts. So many directions.

For once in your life, take a chance.

Sigh.