sexta-feira, 13 de março de 2009

parallelism's

The boy doesn't feel like a boy anymore, he can't handle the waiting, there are questions to be answered, roles to be filled, after all, the boy desperately wants to become a man, to ignore the calling is to ignore life itself, subsequent cry: I do love you, imprinted in my heart is a tremendous wish of being loved back, it doesn't hurt, if this is just a small percentage of what may be real love, I'll continue to appreciate every single bit, it grows exponentially and it illuminates me in ways that I never thought possible...

4 comentários:

DANTE disse...

Hmmmm...the boy needs sex! lollllllllllllllllllllllll

Cheers

Canto Definido disse...

It turns out that his needs are secondary to her needs, which are much more important... her happiness becomes his happiness ;)

Sayuri disse...

Excelent answer! :)

Sayuri disse...

Tu estás a sair-nos um Picasso! Já te identifiquei pelo menos três fases! :D