Wrote in 13/1/2010
It was when I thought that every all what I
could have lived beside you was over, you reinvented yourself.
In those blessed well and spoken words.
I found you again.
Different in the context, but with the same
big heart. Bigger than yourself.
I wanted it hard and many times.
I made fun of me and you.
I destroyed what I had done. It would be
better if we had and instruction manual.
I trained the patience while I kept you in
the place that the time doesn´t exist.
The same green eyes don’t hide what you have
in your soul.
There are some things that we can´t explain.
And we don´t forget too.
Impossible is to define what we feel when the
fingers of a loved one touch our skin.
Impossible is to find words that explain what
happens with our body when our mouths touch. The kisses were made to last for
seconds, now are eternal.
I created many things. Inclusive excuses for not
having what they call happiness.
But now you are here. So I think:
“Everything will be ok”. Maybe it will.
“It will be forever”. Maybe it will.
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