2.- Kids

 Dear someone I'll never meet,

I discovered today that I want to have kids. 

Never wanted kids before. I, definitely don't, trust people, also, I'm not that young anymore and cannot be more single. But I want to have kids. No because I want a projection of myself or because I want to mend my mistakes through a child, maybe just because I have too much love to give and the need to protect someone with everything I am.

Am I being selfish again?

I thought I was okay with being the cool auntie who travels a lot, goes to parties and have handsome boyfriends. The cool aunt who brings you gifts from her last travel to Tahiti (never been there, but it should be cool). But seems that I don't want that anymore.

I want to be a mother, I want to have kids. Sing to them and with them, read them "The Little Prince", watch movies and dance together. Take them to school and to swimming lessons. Watch them grew up happy and healthy.

Maybe one day I'll have kids... Maybe one day I'll be happy... Who knows?

1.- Tired

 Dear someone I will never meet,

I've been having these thoughts lately... I'll try to put it into words, because I just need to set them free, maybe I will be able to breath.

Sometimes life is hard, is heavy, is painful.

Do you know the story of The Titans? In my head you are someone who enjoys reading, learning new things, someone who like new and old stories, so I assume you do. I feel like I'm being eternally punished like them, carrying the same heavy weight on my shoulders than Atlas, suffering like Prometheus. 

It's too much, so much that sometimes I just want to give up. It would be way much easier to give up, right? I just want to rest, but I've been called stupid, crazy or selfish every time I talk about it. Guess that if I'm being selfish, then it is wrong.

But, the thing is, if I'm tired, then why it is wrong? They say it is okay to be tired, but wanting to rest is selfish. What should I do if I'm just an empty body now...?

I'm tired... I still can't breathe...

Intro

 Dear someone I will never meet,

Seems like night never ends, an eternal dark night without moonlight. Seems like winter is getting colder and there's no spring waiting for me, even though it is summer.

I think I'm getting used to it.

Thanks for living in my dreams while I walk alone.