quarta-feira, 10 de junho de 2015

// I WOULD TRADE EVERYTHING FOR YOU! //


I would trade all the hugs that were not true or not paid off, for one  hug now. Trade all the smiles that gave me no happiness for your laugh about why I said something wrong. Trade all the people who occupied a place in my life every day and the people I still haven’t met yet. I would trade all my time thinking about nonsense, to fully think of you.

I do not know when it was that I began to plan my life around seeing you, but it began. And I would change all these moments of planning for an hour with you. I do not know if you've done it, but I've spent a lot of time thinking about the good chill that we will feel when our hands touch for the first time. Everything we've been through will make sense after our first hug. And I will thank you for fighting for us after our first kiss. Have you thought about that?

I think the feeling that invades me when I stop to think is anxiety, and a chill in my stomach. What is your smell? How smooth or rough are your hands? And your hair? Do your feet always get cold? What is the feeling of watching a movie at your side as our feet hug? Was my neck made ​​to receive your chin stubble? I do not know. I think I'm coming to the brink of madness. And I would trade all the craziness that did come, to make one with you. Or two, if you will.

I just want to have you here, or for me to go to you. After all, the order of the factors does not change the product; it’s the only good thing that I learned in mathematics that is useful for life. Well, l do not care much about how things will happen. The important thing is that it does happen. The important thing is that I will  look into your blue eyes and for you to feel very close to me. Because I would trade all my dreams to have you here. I would give up all my projects to see you here for one hour. I do not know what's happening to me, but since you came I would trade anything for you. Even my ice cream for your lips on mine.


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