Squeezing The Heart ... (Completed)
"Finders keepers , losers weepers " . As English say ...
It is grandious you find things and even people in your life . But hapiness does not last long . As soon as life offers you something , it snatches you another one in return ... Even though you try to be good keepers...
Not all those who lose are weepers . There are the strongest ones , who know how to shut up their weepings . And not all weepers are losers . Just one tear can express lots of different words . But in my case ... I am both . I am loser and weeper . I have lost millions of treasures . Valuable things have lost within my heart . One day , they wandered without map or compass rose ... I searched and called incessantly ... Unfortunately , the dead heard me more than the living . Lost forever ... ?! Yes I lost . But I am proud because during my inner research , I discovered incomparable gemstones . They are my feelings crystallized in words .
For you losers ... Here is the result of my peculiar , deep and dark pain . After long depressive moments , when the tears were squeezing my heart ... and still .... SQUEEZING THE HEART !