Six, seven months.
You fell in love again. You cover your heart, this time is safe.
But you see, this isn’t where I’m supposed to be.
Love have failed me.
Again and again and again.
Destiny.
She brings out the best of us. Before she came there was one.
One who’s lost but stronger.
The one she made, the one she…the one you made has love.
Love does not fail.
Love knows what it does, it always had.
It’s not destiny.
“She’s not heavy, she’s my world.”
I’ll carry her around, for the time.Someday love will overcome all of us.
Love is missed…it is gone but not forgotten.
Light up.
No measure of time is ever wasted if you’re there.
Hope we meet again, in the end.
 

I miss you love.
Yes I miss you, Love 

Everything will be alright.

Aquele ano triunfante se foi.
Sem mais Amor, risada e paz.
Foi-se o fulgor, o arder, a excitação que sentíamos ao primeiro olhar, beijo, abraço, e principalmente, ao primeiro sorriso (só vocês tinham aqueles).
O novo entrou em erosão.
Assim como aquela nova sensação paladar.A primeira degustação é divina.
Mais tarde não deixa de ser, mas a exaltação não está mais presente como antes, e se nós comermos demais, torna-se insípida e monótona.
Não a sensação, a garota.

It’s fun to lose and to pretend
She’s over bored and self assured(…)And I forget just why I taste
Oh well, whatever, nevermind.