Sunday, 24 October 2010
A tear that falls is a scream silenced.
Breath. Just breath.
There's nothing you can actually do about about it.
So just listen. Nod. Take it.
Don't cry now. Be strong. You know how it works.
That's it. Don't close your wrists, suppress your violent self.
Just take it.
Now you cry. Let it all out.
A tear that rolls down is a shout for caress.
Thursday, 21 October 2010
Wednesday, 20 October 2010
Achei esse texto enquanto arrumava meu quarto e me afogava em textos antiguíssimos.
Bad days, good days.Shiny days, rainy days.Happy days, sad days.Busy days, lazy days.Rich days, poor days.Solved days, troubled days.When will all this eagerness go away?Will I carry this all the way throughOr will I share it with someone?I feel like the weight of the world is on my shoulders.I can't stand this no more.If when we suffer it mean we are washing down our sins, then I'm a canonized saint.Canonized, blessed and legendary.But dead.Do I have a legacy?Do I have followers?Do I have disciples?Do I have learners?If not, then I' a lame saint.But if I'm lame enough to be noticed... then I'm fine.07/01/2007
I don not think I can by any more sure that I love you.
But every once in a while you manage to do or say something that will sweep me off of my feet and make my love for you grow even higher.
I can still feel your arms around me, holding me tight, trying to get me a bit warmer. Even though I'd still shake and freeze to death, your true concern with me was more than enough to keep me alive.
And it is on occasions like this when I know it isn't arrogance of mine to say you love me just as much as I do.
And love makes us feel different, makes us act different. That explains why you and I cry like babies every time we part.
Perhaps it even explains why I cannot cry when I'm still with you.
Yes, maybe that's it...
I do not lose hope.
Untill the very last second, something can change and you'll stay in my arms and never leave. So, I don't cry.
And then you leave.
You go out of my sight.
And my chest hurts unbearably, my legs weaken so hard I cannot walk.
Anything and everything that reminds me of you will bring me to my knees again: a song, a place, a picture.
It hurts. God, it hurts.
But you make it worth the pain.
Being with you brings all the reward I need.
You make me happy.
You make me feel safe.
You make me whole.
And that's it.
Monday, 4 October 2010
Nessa vida fiz de tudo.
Sorri. Andei. Corri.
Caí. Aah, como caí.
Chorei. Aah, como chorei.
Errei. Aah, como errei.
Tantas paredes. Tantos becos. Tantas ruas sem saída. Tantos túneis sem fim. Tantos caminhos tortos e sinuosos.
Mas todos os erros eventualmente me levaram a te encontrar.
E finalmente, acertei.
No meio do labirinto, encontrei você.
E juntos, encontraremos a saída.
Saturday, 2 October 2010
I love you more than words can say or actions can show. I never knew I could feel this much about someone. I never knew I could want someone this much. I never believed I could love someone this much.
The thought of losing you takes my sleep away. Considering the idea of not having you by my side takes my serenity away. If I ever do or say something that hurts you and draws you away from me, I'd never forgive myself. I'd never be able to smile again knowing that i took one away from your face.
I do not believe I know how to live without you anymore. Even though we live far from each other, knowing you are there and you love me and you long for me, even if a tenth of how much I long for you, is what gets me by. You are what gets me through the day.
There may be those who might say I now depend on and of you to live and that that dependence is ridiculous, naive and sick. But that's not true. It's not that I can't live without you. I just don't want to anymore. I do not wish to have to replace you. I want you.
No matter when, no matter how, no matter where. You are the one that I want.
Untill the day I die and further on.