I wish I were the sea, or just a drop of miracle.
To reach you all the way across the world.
I wish I were a frozen rock
To take you along, beyond the unknown,
beyond all the boiling leading lights
and much further my dimension.
Nothing to fear, I’d hold you tight.
Then I were dust and sand fusion,
I was confusion, chaos and disorder.
I wish, now and then, to be nothing more
then a dead creature,
just to be alive again, to grow some order,
or perhaps, start over;
until I remember what keeps me awake.
So I smile.
Whenever the loneliness arrives
For thinking of our little precious world,
I smile.
From time to time, I fly away, lost
within the perfection of gold that I covet
that I want, for myself, and nobody else.
Although I never found that sweet perfection,
that makes me drown in my salty fears and lends,
I can always find your open arms, to me.
All that I seek.
I wish you could understand the dimension
of the feeling that hold us both,
and that makes us through the deepest and iciest snow.
But neither can I.
I wish I were the wind to drag you,
into my own,
but now I know, not even the wind,
nor all the forces of this universe, and the other,
could force you to come.
So, I wish I were the sea, or just a drop of miracle
To reach you all the way across the world.
(m. J Jacob)
Acabei de ver na net o Dereck a esvair-se em sangue e a morrer á frente da Meredith, e ela a gritar "no". Há series que sao fantasticas, mesmo que nos ponham a chorar baba e ranho.
Today, when you left, I cried.
I cried because I was moved by what you did, and what you said.
I cried for how amazing you can be.
I cried because I love you, and you love me.
=D
Hoje falamos sobre isso. Em bébés, crianças, filhotes. Coisas que pertencem á secçao " ADULT ONLY", mas nao se porque puxou-se a conversa. foi engrançado, mas somos muito, muitooo novos para sequer pensar nisso. =P
Hum, nao é todos os dias que o senhor dos gelados, pipocas, castanhas e afins, do Rossio, nos oferece um geladinho!
E que bem que soube!! Foi um queridooo (e tu tb, claro!!)
Estou deprimida. A escola esta de volta, num ano que não é para brincadeiras, e que ja se avizinha muitos stresses. Mas a praxes, foram sim, bastante divertidas, foi giro ver os putos a fazer figuras e a passaram os horarios para nos. Mas so foi giro pq o tb ja passei pelo mesmo. Gostei muito de rever velhas amizades e caras conhecidas. Foi giro. Mas daqui para frente... MEDO, MUITO MEDOO.
babe in total control of hersel
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