"Can we pretend that aiplanes? In the night sky... are like shooting stars."
It's summer holiday. Well, just the half of it. And I'm going to enjoy the august. I have to. Because I must go mad if not.
I'm at home, I'm out with friends, I'm in the pub or on the party... but I miss something. I don't know exactly what it is, but I want to figure it out to have a clear mind.
I want to travel somewhere... far and away...
Clear my head, order the thoughts and think optimistic... and, of course, think summer.
I don't like when I have to stay at home... I wish he could be with me. Everyday... this is what I miss. Him. But he can't. I know it, I think so... Well, maybe not. I don't know if he likes me. I can't read it from his words, from his eyes... from his heart. I don't know what he feels. I don't know if he wants me... And it's so hard.
I don't know what he wants. But I want him. I'm sure at it. So much...
Well... it's my problem.
Never mind, I will figure it out, I hope and it'll be okay. For me. For him. For us.

So... enjoy this summer. Bye.
xoxo, L