I have to be wiser as you once was, I have to be smater, better, patient, I have to know the right moment and the right thing to do, I miss you, I miss all the times I spend with you and now I know that I miss all the times that I am missing without you, so dad I love you, wished here, and I regret all the times that I wasn´t there for you before, I was just a child, a big child but I did know what I was losing, sorry about that and about everything else.
bhy:
O amor da história é passado. O amor de infância já se foi. O amor do livro é romance. O amor do poema é inalcançável. O amor da novela é falso. O amor da adolescência não chegou a ser. O amor não dito é fruto proibido. O amor sempre vence. O amor adulto é obrigatório. O amor é cego de sua própria crença. O amor platônico é convalescença. O amor é tempestade em copo d’água. O amor dos velhos é sobrevivente. O amor à distância é improvável. O amor é antigo, retirante, fantasioso, inatingível, inexato, fictício, ilícito, imbatível, imposto, míope, tempestuoso, doente e impossível.
O amor é lindo.
(via yourheartfeels)
I’m little, but I think better
and I don’t want to think than you, you’re not here, flesh and blood, body and soul, true and complete, one hundred percent and not less than that.
I’m so deeply happy in my relashionship than when I look back, and when I look to the others I feel full, I feel great, I realize how happy I am to be found someone so cool, beautiful, fucking smart who drives me so damn crazy, in a such good way, of course.
I’ve been around for a very long time, I’m young, I’m 20, but I do know some of life, some of that shit, this fucking gay world than we are so nuts about, I mean we because yep I still living in this world, I got my friends and some “kids” of my family who loves get out and make fun around.
When we are fresh new ones, we think than it’s just fun, music, friends and love, we just think, but it’s hard to find…
Love, that’s what everyone wants, isn’t it? get the boy of your dreams, you’re the Cinderela, you want your prince, and you don’t want to come back home in your four wheel pumpkin, but the bodies, the chemistry, hormones, testosterone is louder, you are a prisoner of sex, you are a prisoner of that fucking life, you are now living to fuck, and fucking, sex sells, everyone knows that and you’re in a capitalist system and you’re breathing this … you forgot, you forgot about love, the first thing than you really really wanted, the fun is nice, the people are nice, you got not only the boy than you ever wanted, but all the boys than you can get on bed. your meaning had changed. that’s sad, really sad, it happens, with the most of us, if you got luck, you skip of this step but if you not, or you’re in this step or you, like me, are not longer so stupid, not stupid, young, naive.
Man let me tell you some, when you find, when you get the ideia what love really is, what that word means, boy you will be the luckiest guy on earth, I know because I am, I know because I have grown and I have seen the most pretty little things on life,God is showing it to me, and I wnat than you to see that, so remember …
Don’t live wanting to get fucked, don’t you forget to falling in love.
