On my way

Sometimes I feel like running, running away from the plain everyday stuff... running to a place with green grass, flowers and fresh air...

U told me one of these days, while we were listening to a song that you'd like to book a place in my heart... Well... I think my heart has already your name written all over it. It's a huge sold out or a no vacancy sign over it.


This morning i felt like walking... just walking. Nothing else mattered, nothing in this world.
I stopped caring, i just walked with my hands in my pockets, yawning, not even bothering to cover my yawn...
Me walking in the spring. Flowers blooming, green grass in front of the buildings, but this don't seem to matter anymore.
You're not here with me and all I can do is walk.
Where am I walking to? I don't know. But it doesn't really matter at all.
I hope I will find you at the end of this road...
And when I will get to my job, sit at my desk, in fact I will still be walking, continuously, trying to burn the time faster until you will be near me.

I love you. I have been loving you for some time until I could say it.