hurts. try not to think about how much that would excite me thinking everything was going well, in the end all be nice. I'm an asshole, I know. Each one we make our mistakes and learn from them. But guess what? I would make a mistake a thousand times more, because it is a lesson learned, a little stronger with each passing day.
I think I can smile, and if I can as well, at least I try, I usually say that it's worth the effort.
I'm addicted to this happening to me, is like a smoker who can not quit, and that each passing day, more hooked. Indeed, it is not comparable to my addiction ... I wish my addiction was smiling, but unfortunately it is not.
Today I go wrong, and tomorrow as well and passed well, until learning from these mistakes fence ... But one is born learned, you learn with every shot.
Nobody knows how or when will it end. May never start. I am content with who I want 5 minutes. We are near the end or where it all begins? Perhaps this does not make sense, perhaps we are doomed to love in secret, to hide the words. Forbidden words. Perhaps we are entering a maze of doubt, love, jealousy, pain and more love. But every time I look pinched my heart. Yes, you, you came by chance that I won little by little, you tell me what I need to hear in a whisper. I love you. Because only if you have heard him say softly inside, and tell me with warmth, tenderness and love. I love you. As word swept by a wind, that wind of the coldest days of winter through your body with a shiver, let yourself go, that I drive, I am guided to a place where bitter tastes sweet, where kisses are required, where Smiles are given and where one can get drunk with happiness.
And when you finally realize it's worth the trouble to walk, will run and fly to a feeling that some still call love. ♥
