Bubble Baths and Rollercoasters

You came into my life out of blue, yellow, rainbowny-colours that filled the sky - In only one night you enchanted me, no hope of being freed of that charm. But life came in the midst of it all - My heart was full of someone else, and there was no space left... You tapped softly at my window and found a little corner of it, digging your way through my heart, my mind, my soul... With your songs and your childish-like smile you won me over once again, ignoring everything that yelled you to stay away from this - to stay away from me. Months passed, and then there were no excuses, no what if's, no reasons why - But I bailed on you, like you should know I would. I wasn't ready, and in my life I could only fit gray tones. You were too bright, too hopeful,  too beautiful for me. And I wasn't ready to let you in. You were perfect for me - And I was my biggest disappointment, my own worst enemy. You were and always will be, unforgettable.

Since this year my life completely changed, I thought the least I could do was write a decent post in this blog that I love – Even though I neglected it for awhile now. Truth is - this year that went by, I ran away. From my life in Lisbon, from my friends and family, from my problems. I ran away from that person which I had become – But that I never wanted to be in the first place. I ran away from everything which could make me think about the past or any of my (very) possible mistakes. So, when I arrived to Budapest five months ago, I felt like the lightest person in the world. Everything was easy and peaceful: Getting to know new, exciting and interesting people, having fun, letting go, smiling, and being happy just because I could… And in time – Particularly, December - I realized that no matter how happy I felt, I was never 100% happy – Apparently, the things we try to bury find their own way to chase us and catch up with us – No matter how fast, or how far away, we manage to...