terça-feira, 11 de março de 2008

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I couldn’t stop thinking about you today. Everytime I closed my eyes, I saw your smiling face covered by your long hair.
You were so young… And while I was with you, I always had the feeling that you were not really there, like you were something from another world, another lifetime, like you weren’t even human being…you were something more than an angel.
To touch your skin gave me the sensation of power, of immortality, and also it gave me the will to live a little bit longer. While your fingers were playing with mine, I laid my head into your arm and felt your warm breath, while you were telling me stories of your childhood. Being just there, in your arms, gave the feeling of being protected. Like nothing bad could reach me there, not even death. Or even the real life…

2 comentários:

Porch Monkey disse...

who are you talking about?
or are you just daydreaming, like me?
(useless comment... i know... )

Anônimo disse...

Ahh beautiful...
Kisses honey!
Anck