Love is a bitch..
Recently a daughter of my parents childhood friends from Kazakhstan came to Israel for a 1 month visit, After just two days that she was here, we kissed, and it led to a 1 month intense romance..
I genualy fell in love with her, and this is the first time in my life that I fell in love with someone who also fell in love with me. We knew how it's going to end, that she had to fly back home... but it just doesn't matter.
I'm in love with her, and even though it's already been exactly a month since she left, I can't spend a day, an hour, a minute without thinking about her, I write her love letters, poems, and music every day.
The best sentence I can think of which describes how I feel for her, is that I can't think of another woman like I think of her.
I would give just about anything to just get on a plane to Kazakhstan...
But I still can't do it, I'm not ready for it, I gotta live my dream here, and become successful with my band before I can pursue this new dream....
So in a way it's both very bad and very good.. Yes, I'm not with her, and I'm completely heart broken and I break every day because of it, but I also got a new goal to my life now, to one day be with her again...
I know it might sound like a movie to some, but this is my reality right now.. most of the times I find it really hard to cope with it, but the only thing I ever wanted as badly as being with her, is being a musician, and I see that I give 300% of myself to chase the dream of being a musician, so I know I'll give at least 400% to chase her..
Sorry for the rant, just needed to get this off my chest.. plus I'm a bit drunk so it kinda contributes to this..
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