Take it easy…wish it’d be as easy as that.
I’m impulsive I know that, something that I got to work out.
But I’m afraid…can’t help it…afraid to lose you and let you slip away.
There are certain things that need to be taken slowly…just never thought this was one of them.
Maybe you’re right…or more than right…too soon, too much, too risky – always thought you’re kind of an adventurer, guess not in this matter…no problem then, let’s do it in your way.
I’ll have to learn then, to keep up with your rhythm, guess I was too in advanced.
Let’s do it your way, though.
domingo, agosto 2
Tic Tac
To want something doesn’t give you the right to have it, now I got that.
Want you so badly, but I can see by your behaviour that is not mutual.
You don’t miss me I do, miss you.
You don’t want to be with me I do, with you.
I love you, you don’t, love me.
Simple and easy…
So true…wish it wasn’t….
I’ll cry my heart out I know it, I can feel it….but not know….not when I’m with a sedative, blind by feelings….
It eventually will stop working, then the pain will be real.
When the time comes I won’t blame you for being true to yourself…but ‘till it comes, I shall remain like this…bleeding inside and smiling in the outside.
You’re poison to my blood…but just like the snakes you’re the medicine too.
Want you so badly, but I can see by your behaviour that is not mutual.
You don’t miss me I do, miss you.
You don’t want to be with me I do, with you.
I love you, you don’t, love me.
Simple and easy…
So true…wish it wasn’t….
I’ll cry my heart out I know it, I can feel it….but not know….not when I’m with a sedative, blind by feelings….
It eventually will stop working, then the pain will be real.
When the time comes I won’t blame you for being true to yourself…but ‘till it comes, I shall remain like this…bleeding inside and smiling in the outside.
You’re poison to my blood…but just like the snakes you’re the medicine too.
terça-feira, julho 28
Within Me I Am

My mind is up in a race.
Who's going to win this race?
Not me, not I.
Want to tell you how I feel,
But I'm afraid to let the words come out of my mouth,
Even more afraid to admit that it is real.
While you're up high in the clouds,
I'm here laying on solid ground...
With you it's so easy to smile, feel alive,
But it is easier to get hurt,
Because I know that you're feelings aren't the same.
I'm sorry if I'm not that light that brights up your cloudy day,
I'm sorry if I'm not that light that shines to light up your path,
I'm sorry if I'm not that light that keeps your heart warm,
I'm sorry....for being just me...
Even knowing all of this,
I keep coming back...
Is it madness? Probably.
Is it love? More than probably.
Stupidity is now my new friend...
It's amazing, how sometimes you make me feel idiot because of what I feel for you,
But it doesn't matter, not anymore,
I learned the hard way that when you feel like this,
Pride and self-respect have no business here...
Secretly I keep alive a slender hope,
So slender and thin, so fragile,
That I can see through it and
Everytime I breath I'm afraid to tear it apart.
My mind is a mess, I'm a mess.
It's difficult to keep it simple and more difficult to keep away (from you).
Afterall, what I feel for you is now bittersweet.
And that's why I want to hold back my feelings,
And that's why I want to keep myself at a certain distance.
But how could I do such a thing?
Just the mention of doing it leaves me in pain,
Just the sound of it makes me go insane.
I rather prefer to be left by you,
Than me leaving you.
Stupid? Probalby.
Love? More than probably.
Never felt like this before,
Never knew I could even experience such a grace,
Each day I want you more and more.
I'm lacking of faith,
And I'm too scared to face it,
I'm willing to try,
But I'm all alone, am I not?
Everytime that you make me smile,
Will be a tear that at the end I'll cry.
Somehow I'm willing to pay such price.
I'm trying my best to paint a picture of what I feel.
But emotions come to me in rushes,
Colours cross my mind in different shades,
My imagination is cloudy
And my heart is heavy.
Once more....this was supposed to be simple.
Tell you how I feel shouldn't hurt this much.
I just guess that words and feelings don't match.
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feelings,
love,
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