segunda-feira, 31 de maio de 2010

just wondering

So unstable, the thoughts are. They come and go all the time, without any commitment with anything, they might even vanish and no one will be able to keep it from happening. They do vanish all the time, but sometimes they come back. Me, I loose myself easily when I'm with you, within the buttons of your shirt, within the words you say that make me smile. And when I begin to think I might be traveling somewhere, I see a portrait in your shelf of a smile that does not have any similarity with mine. I imediately remember exactly where I am. My doubts never let me loose myself for very long. And the thoughts? Well, they are as unstable as they could be, soon I will be thinking about something else.

3 comentários:

Anônimo disse...

...and suddenly...here is you...here is your happy smile and your deep honey eyes...your tender way...your silly jokes....all of you...just you....and nothing else...somehow you never left...




;)

Felipe Sanches disse...

so ist das leben...

Anônimo disse...

And:where are you, my great love?

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