"Keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans"
I believe happiness differs from person to person but I am sure that everyone needs someone special in their life. Everyone needs someone to make us feel needed, wanted, desired.. special somehow. Yes, the word special define perfectly how I felt many times in my life. For years I thought I didn't need anyone next to me to be happy, I always thought I was enough for my self. And yes, partly I am enough for myself but during the past few months I understood I had amazing people around me, there, ready to help and substain me anytime I needed. I never understood their importance until today and I am wondering my self if is it too late now to let them know that. Too late to say how much they mean to me,how much I miss and love them, seems like every thing is flying by and I cannot reach the time. As if memories inside my head will never let me alone whether the moment is passed and it will never come back. Photographs, portrait staring at me as they want to say something b