We would rather die than change or we would rather change than die

Dear Life,

It`s hard to change, it`s hard to make a change when you can stay, it`s hard to be someone else when you cand just be yourself, it`s hard to accept that you are not the one you used to be. Because,guess what? You have changed. You became the one you promised you`d never be: a soppy twister. Actually, that`s the moment when I see the real you, the moment when I understand what a fool I was. You really have to pay those bills, because I`d rather die than change this idea.
It`s hard to become a Barbie girl when I can just be myself, it`s hard to accept you when I can have something more than a puppy, it`s hard to change me in order to change you, it`s hard to move on, but it`s easier than to stay and stare. That`s the moment when you see the real me, the moment when you understand what a fool you were. I really have to pay those bills, because you`d rather change than let those hipothetic feelings you have die. And you know what? You`re in love with the idea of being in love, because I`d become what I said I`d never be: a soppy twister.
You are not upset and the real joke is that neither am I. I forgive you, but I`ll never forget. Because I`d rather die than change the things we`ve done. Everything`s happened for a reason and now I know which it is.
I bet you love this letter. It`s so sarcastic, it`s so ironic, it`s so childish, It`s just like you, darling. Because now I understand why you brought him into my life; you wanted to teach me how changeable we are, how changeable I am. You wanted to teach me death is not death and change is not change because our souls are unchangeable. You can`t change something that never existed.
 It`s like the song, `My heart it`s just too dark to care, I can`t destroy what isn`t there.`
In the end, I only wish you weren`t my friend, so I can hurt you in the end. But you are. If you weren`t, you wouldn`t have shown me all those ugly things. Thank you!
             
                                                                            Sincerely,
                                                                                     Yours unchangeable change.

Mi-e dor

Mi-e dor de-o fata iubita,
de-un nume iubit, de-o
fata albastra si-un
zambet rostit.

Mi-e dor de-o emotie,
de-un sentiment de durere,
de senzatia de frica
ce-o lasi cu placere.

Mi-e dor de-o fata iubita,
de-un nume iubit, de-un
sarut ramas
trei zile dupa
ce magia a ars.

Mi-e dor de-o mangaiere
iubita, de-o strangere
iubita, de-o muscatura
semnata oe-o mana manjita.

Mi-e dor de-o ironie
iubita, de-un prieten
iubit, de-o masa
iubita si rasturnata
de zid.

Mi-am pierdut sufletul.

Joe Cocker