My last day?

Have you ever asked yourself, what if today is your last day?

I just did (first timer), and then realized that could be true, it can be my last day. I have several things that I could regret but decide not to, instead I will forgive me. There are mistakes that were done and so what, all of us make mistakes, instead I asked life for a new opportunity to amend them (I hope this opportunity comes). There is a lot of people who made painful things and hurt me, so what, I decided I will forgive him. Everybody make mistakes, obviously their mistakes made me live a hell of a life but I have a hell of a life to others every once in a while. I decided not to be holding rancor against anyone. Today may be my last day and I do not want this burden in my life. 

Life is life, we fall so we need to stand up again, we hurt others so we need to help them heal. We had been hurt so we need to heal ourselves. So what you have to do to be happy, forgive all to be happy, forget all to be happy. 

Happiness is a decision that you need to take, past is where it needs to be in the past, you learned from it and let it go, tomorrow may never come, stop worrying about it. Today is a gift given to us to enjoy it, say what you need to say. Do what you need to do. Forgive all, forget all and be yourself.

Remember today may be your last day on earth.


It is so difficult to be without my inspiration. I know she is there, but do not find the way to open the door to she.

I had attempted some ideas but it seems as if this door has an special lock on it. I have tried some silly ways to get to her. This door is harder to open than I thought, and will try all the keys I may know.

I may not be able to open it and then i get to this idea. If cannot be opened, I will force my way in.

I miss her


Is hard to write when your inspiration is gone, sometimes is just away for a while and you know for sure that it will be back. Some other times you know is away but you are not sure if it ever will come back. And the hardest ones are they are gone and you need to search for new inspiration.

I am going though the second group, my inspiration is gone and I do not know if I will share any other moment with her. I feel empty and alone. I am just doing things because I have to, there is no light in my eyes anymore. Neither hope on my heart nor my soul.

I do not know how to recover her back, I do not understand how is possible for some individuals to just let go of this special feelings. I go to bed thinking about her, I wake up in the middle of the night thinking about her interrupting a dream about her. 

My heart aches, tears run over my face, I feel destroyed, I feel shattered. 

I miss her and all I know is that this loneliness is killing me