"I hid a love for fear of losing it, I lost a love to hide it ... I held the hands of someone in fear, I much fear, to the extent not feel my hands. Expelling people that I loved me in my life, I regretted so ... I spent nights crying to get the sleep, because I was so happy to sleep, to the point that neither can close your eyes. I believed in love-perfect, I discovered that they do not there ... I love people who disappointed me, I disappoint people who loved me ... I spent hours in front of the mirror trying to figure out who I am I so sure of me, the point of wanting to disappear. I lied and I regretted then told the truth and I also regretted ... I pretended not to give importance to people who love to cry later still in my corner. I smile crying tears of sadness, I cried from laughing so much ... I believed in people not worth the penalty, I have to believe in it really worth ... I felt a lot of missing someone, but never told him ... I would scream when shut, I would scream when calei. Many times I talk to the I think to please us, and sometimes talked as thought to hurt others. I pretended to be that I am not to please us, I pretended to be that I am not to displease others. We told jokes and more jokes without grace, only to see a friend happy. I invented stories with happy ending to give hope to those who needed ... I dream too much, as to confuse with reality ... I was afraid of the dark, now in the dark "and I think I am there." .. I fell many times thinking it would not get up, because I woke up many times thinking not fall over. It called for people not only want to call who really wanted. I called the mother in the middle of the night running away from a nightmare .... I called people close to "friend" and discovered that they were not. Some people never have to draw anything and always have been and will be special to me. I do not give certain formulas, because I hope not ... not always right show me what to expect from me. because I follow my heart!. I do be what I am, do not invite me to be equal, because frankly I'm different! .. I am always myself, but for sure not be the even if you EVER ... You may call me silly so I will say: - So? "
Interests
musica, net, jogos, filmes, sair, passear,
Favorite Movies
7 vidas Titanic Cidade de Deus Call gril
Favorite TV Shows
Next, A shot at love with tila tequila, American´s most model, morangos cm açucar,
Favorite Books
As Palavras que nka t direi,
Favorite Quote
Na boca dos meus inimigos eu viro Celebriade... Sou mto melhr duke tu pensas e pior duke imaginas...
I miss you. Miss our moments ... Miss our good times and bad too. I miss our conversations with the head or foot, missed in our discussions. I miss our walks of life like anything, your smile when falavas something funny, your face of hatred, even when I want without you irritated.
Miss our love intense, unique and all wrong, in our morning, afternoon, evening and night. I miss your jealousy basis and also unfounded. Miss of your fears and the way I took care of them. You miss the way you worry about me, miss your weakness, that gave me strength to be strong. Miss our first kiss and the last too.
Miss our life as equal and so uneven. I miss when you come from nothing and I did smile for the simple fact of being there. I miss your love intense, the way you say "I love you" leaving a glow in my eyes. Saudades of your hands in mine, my mouth on yours. Miss of my arms in search of your arms and your looking for me.
I miss the plans we made, our impossible dreams in our lives that we try to build together. I miss all that done and everything that is not done. Our phone calls before bed, our sweet words, our harsh words and our desire to be the other to the other. I miss our music that plays until today to make me feel more homesick.
I miss you by my side, I miss your presence in me even in your absence. I miss you making me cry and I make you suffer. I miss everything we live and we could not live. I miss the way you do not love me know that I felt the most loved man in the world. I miss our dependence on one another, the way we forget the world when we were together. Of our simple way of seeing life. Life was nothing that simple.
I miss to be yours, only yours. Belong entirely to you as part of your life, what were you doing and with whom we were doing. I miss our history, the more strange that someone wrote. I miss the fact that for each other, we have the secrets that hide. Miss my birthday, your anniversary. Miss our "time", but the singing is singing only to you. I miss our love hidden, where only you and I were. I miss our love, we swear, our promises, our meetings and our disagreements.
I miss to say "I love you forever," 4ever. I miss listening to "love you forever," 4ever. I miss being with you, simply by being. I miss your friendship, your strength and your confidence in me, in us. I miss your voice, your love, your passion, your desire, from your crazy, your intelligence, your talent. Miss you when you were with me. Miss me when I was with. Miss our marriage that did not happen. Saudades not share the bed. Miss the future that do not live. Miss you.
But what hurts most of all this nostalgia is to know that I miss you all that is intended for someone else. I hate that someone else already there before, someone else will not have the same nostalgia that I feel, because I will not. As the poet said "somewhere there must be a kind of bazaar, where lost dreams will stop." I think our dreams and plans go astray and were stopping anywhere, but in my mind, it stopped and did not let me move on and live, not make me miss the other one. And that is why miss feeling alive. Miss me, you, miss us ..
Obrigada! =D (eu tambem tentei mandar-te uma msg a te dar os parabens no teu dia de anos, mas nao foi entregue...desculpa, eu nao sei pk é k isso aconteceu...)
English
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