24 de maio de 2008

Loucuras


Loucuras que assaltam meu pensamento,

no silêncio das minhas palavras,

Loucuras que a minha mente retrai,
mas que os meus gestos evidenciam,

Sentimentos loucos, impossíveis
Escondidos cá dentro e negados ao mundo,
Que nascem de repente na alma da gente.

O teu toque, que me transformou
numa louca inconsequente.

O desejo incontrolável de te ter,
Sem qualquer força para o entender.

Sentimentos revirados,
que me arrastam para os teus braços.

Doce tentação de te sentir,
E o obstinado prazer de te ver sorrir.

A louca vontade de te beijar,
e a incontrolável provocação do teu perfume.

Desejo interdito de repetir,
Aquilo que nunca mais voltará a existir.

De atitudes impensadas,
nasceu aquilo que somos hoje…

Amo-te pelo que somos,
Desejo-te pelo que fomos…

Quero mais...!

(2007)

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[J]

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9 de abril de 2008

Would you?!

"Would you dance if I asked you to dance?
Would you run and never look back?
Would you cry if you saw me cryin'?
And would you save my soul tonight?
Would you tremble if I touched your lips?
Would you laugh?
Oh please tell me this...
Now would you die for the one you love?
Would you swear that you'll always be mine?
Or would you lie?
Would you run and hide?
Am I in too deep?
Have I lost my mind?"


Do you even care...?!

[J]

5 de março de 2008

My tears dry on their own...

"All I can ever be to you,
Is a darkness that we knew,
And this regret I had to get accustomed to,
Once it was so right,
When we were at our high,
Waiting for you in the hotel at night,
I knew I hadn't met my match,
But every moment we could snatch,
I don't know why I got so attached,
It's my responsibility,
And you don't owe nothing to me,
But to walk away I have no capacity

He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown,
And it's OK,

in this blue shade,
My tears dry on their own,

I don't understand,
Why do I stress A man,
When there's so many better things at hand,
We could a never had it all,
We had to hit a wall,
So this is inevitable withdrawal,
Even if I stop wanting you,
A Perspective pushes thru,
I'll be some next man's other woman soon,

I shouldn't play myself again,
I should just be my own best friend,
Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men,

He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown,
And it's OK,
In this blue shade,
My tears dry on their own,

So we are history,
YOUR shadow covers me
The sky above,
A blaze only that lovers see

He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown,
And it's OK,
In this blue shade
My tears dry on their own,

I wish I could SAY no regrets,
And no emotional debts,
And as we kiss goodbye the sun sets,
So we are history,
The shadow covers me,
The sky above a blaze that only lovers see,

He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown,
And it's OK,
In this blue Shade,
My tears dry on their own"



Eu digo: "Oh já não há pessoas de jeito!"
Ela responde:
"Opah há sim, tu é que só gostas das pessoas erradas!"
Eu respondo
: "É... Tens razão!"

[J]

23 de fevereiro de 2008

Sitting, waitting, wishing...


No dia em que o conheceu Ela por Ele se apaixonou…
Mas Escondendo essa paixão nasceu uma amizade…
Para Ele a amizade cresceu, fortaleceu-se… Para Ela a paixão virou amor e mais ainda o escondeu…
Ele tudo lhe contava era sua maior confidente, e mesmo que desconsolado ficasse seu coração, em tudo Ela ajudava para o ver mais contente…
Ela acreditou que era amizade e assim trancou o seu amor, mas num momento rebuscado, sem noção da realidade, Ele então o destrancou…
Sentindo-se vulnerável Ela pediu e Ele a deixou…
E quando a viagem terminou Ele voltou e logo Ela o aceitou e de novo o amor trancou… Mas as trancas frágeis não resistiram e o amor se libertou…
Ela lutou, se revoltou, mas o amor já era livre e já mal sobravam forças para o conseguir segurar…
Mas Ele burro nunca em tãp grande amor reparou, e com a sua vida contínuou…
Ela nunca lho revelou e, em seu peito, se esgotou um coração cansado de lutar contra uma razão quase impossível de derrubar…
Hoje Ele segue sua vida ao lado de alguém que um dia o encorajou…
E Ela vai vivendo amargurada, sentada num canto esperando que a ferida sare…
Mas essa espera tornou-se demasiado longa e Ela já não aguenta mais…
Está na hora de o deixar ir embora… Está na hora de confessar, está na hora de perder o orgulho e lhe dizer a verdade...

”Amei-te do lado errado do coração!” – Disse-lhe então sem medo e saíu tirando, finalmente, dos ombros o peso do mundo...

[J]

19 de janeiro de 2008

I wanna...






"They start in my toes
Make me crinkle my nose
Where ever it goes
I always know
That you make me smile
Please stay for a while now
Just take your time
Where ever you go"

Colbie Caillat - Bubbly


...believe in fairy tales!


[J]

9 de janeiro de 2008

Wish you were here



I wish you were here with me, or that I was there with you.
Or that we could be some place else, it wouldn’t really matter, as long as we were together.
I wish I had spent more time with you, I wish we had grown up together.
I wish life didn’t keep us apart so many times, and for so long.
The funniest thing is that sometimes I feel that, instead of getting used to not having you around as often as I’d like, I miss you more and more every time.
I would give everything, to instead of arriving back here today it was still the day I was going there.
With you I know I’m always me, there’s no one to criticize, and if there is, I’m always strong enough to tell them to “Go around the big block”, but here alone, I barely have someone to make me feel that strong.
With you no matter what I say or do I know you’ll always love me the same way, you always did. Because you know me, and you accept me as I am, and every time I’m wrong even though I don’t really listen, because I’m as stubborn as you know, and everything always has to be done my way, you always have a good way of telling me how wrong I am, and you know I accept it, sometimes.
It’s so hard to come to this place where I feel that nobody could ever be even just a little bit of what you are, that way it wouldn’t hurt as much, some years ago, I had people who made me feel good all the time, real friends, now we just don’t see each other much.
Well, anyway, all I really want to say, is I love you Manusca, very, very much, and I miss you more than ever.

And whatever you decide I will always support you and be there for you.

And Remember, “be careful what you wish for, ‘cause you might just get it all”.

Thank you for everything, always.
And sorry if I just made you cry! Heheh =D

Luv u!*


[J]