its getting closer

How easy it was when love was new and we didn't know eachother.
How easy it was when we didn't care so much and we could give eacother advises and no'one was hurt.

Then it was fun and easy and we were free. No obligations. Just joy. Joy that we had found a new friend. A chance to be seen and apreciated. To share interests, ideas and thoughts. Love was easy and free.

But love isn't easy. Relationships are hard. They get under your skin. Becomes a second skin. Sometimes you loose yourself in there. Sometimes you struggle to break free, to find yourself again. Sometimes you're in heaven.
You find that you have landed yourself an addiction. You need another person for your everyday wellbeing and overall happiness...and it's scary and wonderful.
It can take all of your energy and it can make you feel like you can carry the world on your shoulders.

Some days I wish it wasn't so hard. Some days I wish we weren't so involved.
The more you love a person, the more you know a person, the more he/she can hurt you.
And we both are capable of hurting eachother bigtime.
Thats love.

And what would life be without it?

Bare att ta nye tag.

Kan man få göra om den här hösten?
Snälla?

Iaf när det gäller min bristande organisationsförmåga och motivation.
Jag vill vara stjärnelev! Istället är jag den som är stum på lektionen och på efterkälken. :(
Jag tror kursen var lite för mkt för mig. För hög nivå. Jag skulle ha behövt lite mer praktisk träning innan. Pratat pratat och pratat lite mer spanska. Större ordförråd.
Här kommer man från en baskurs och tror att man kan kasta sig in i sånna grejer som att läsa en massa spansk skönlitteratur och göra textanalyser.
Jag tror för högt om mig själv ibland, ironiskt nog.