thinking that your pleasant acts,
maybe it's because you'd start to like me.
It's a kind of illusion for me;
and then, when I think that things are being good for us;
the dream disappear, and every hope come down.
Just to know that you don't give a damn to me,
it always makes me cry, on my own;
although in front of you,
I try to be stronger and act normally.
It's difficult, you should know it.
I was always trying to find a way to tell my feelings for you.
It was becoming to seem that it would be easy;
with us, starting to bring closer.
But then, it turns more difficult than ever!
If you knew that I like you,
and knew that I suffer for you,
maybe things would be different.
I don't want you just for one day.
I want you for all my life,
with your defects and qualities.
I like you, the same way you are.
Until you don't say anything about this
I still waiting for you.
I know that I wouldn't do this,
but, well, c'est la vie.
So, till this day doesn't come,
I wish you well.
And never, never, never forget;
that independent of everything might happen,
I will always love you.
beiiiiiijos gente ;-;
live, love and peace =)*
carol
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