This is true then

L'hai fatta la cazzata, il grande salto, chiamiamolo come vuoi
E io quì a star male, per qualcuno che conosco poco, e che sento di conoscere da sempre, che sento vicino ogni giorno, in ogni cosa, in ogni gesto, in ogni battuta, in ogni canzone, in ogni respiro, in ogni dannatissima previsione

And you came along and found the weak spot,
but you’ve always wanted
And let yourself be everything, that you’ve always wanted
It doesn’t have to be so decided, you’ve always wanted
And no need for explanations, that you’ve always wanted

Ma il raggio che illumina di nuovo il mio mondo è arrivato puntuale oggi alle 15.10
Le mie donne, Vero, Giulia, Elena e Michela, le mie paladine
Questo autunno ingrana, questo autunno di due anni dopo, eppur così simile, eppur così...

You, fuckwad

One of these days
Soon
Very soon
Love you 'til then
Love you 'til then
Feel my breath
On your neck
And your heart
Will race
Don't say no to me
You can't say no to me
I won't see you
Denied
I'm sorry you saw that
I'm sorry he did it
An echo
A stain
A stain
I can't say no to you
I can't say no to you
Say nothing
Free falling
Complete.





COMPLETE

Questa amarezza mi deriva in ogni caso dalla pessima abitudine di fare paragoni
Paragoni con tutto, non necessariamente con quel passato più prossimo che mi ha resa così cinica e fredda.
Paragoni con sentimenti lontani, paragoni con situazioni che si ripropongono ciclicamente, paragoni con gli oggetti, ciò che possedevo, ciò che possiedo.

Ed è profondamente sbagliato, certo, bla bla bla, eppure che altro sistema di valutazione obiettiva delle cose mi è rimasto?



The more things change, the more they stay the same. I'm not sure who the first person was who said that. Probably Shakespeare. Or maybe Sting. But at the moment, it's the sentence that best explains my tragic flaw, my inability to change. I don't think I'm alone in this. The more I get to know other people, the more I realize it's kind of everyone's flaw. Staying exactly the same for as long as possible, standing perfectly still... It feels safer somehow. And if you are suffering, at least the pain is familiar. Because if you took that leap of faith, went outside the box, did something unexpected... Who knows what other pain might be out there, waiting for you. Chances are it could be even worse. So you maintain the status quo. Choose the road already traveled and it doesn't seem that bad. Not as far as flaws go. You're not a drug addict. You're not killing anyone... Except maybe yourself a little. When we finally do change, I don't think it happens like an earthquake or an explosion, where all of a sudden we're like this different person. I think it's smaller than that. The kind of thing most people wouldn't even notice unless they looked at us really close. Which, thank God, they never do. But you notice it. Inside you that change feels like a world of difference. And you hope this is it. This is the person you get to be forever... that you'll never have to change again.