testing a new face for the old blog. tried other platforms, but no other seemed good enough.

August 28, 2005

no questions

It would be so easier, dear. I can imagine it all the time. You and me. Together. Sharing all those little things that would mean so much to us. Spending some tiny, endless moments embraced in our own silence. Our eyes staring not at our faces, but at our souls. Our hands touching. Our hearts beating faster as if their heartbeats were the same - and they would be. They would be.

I am thinking about you. I still have your warm, soft kiss in my lips. I still feel your arms around me, pressing me against you. And... I would have faced my very own chaotic hell for just a second more with you in my arms. I would.

Don't ask me now if I think about you - I do have no thoughts. Don't ask me now if I miss you - I fell a dead cold inside of me. Don't ask me now if I want you - I have no idea about what do I want. And don't - please, do not ask me if I love you. For I won't have an answer.

August 17, 2005

behind blue eyes

Ver-te, passados todos estes anos, foi a derradeira prova de que nem sempre a imagem que fazemos dos outros corresponde à sua aparência real. Não me perguntes como te recordava - não to sei responder. Apenas não sei como fui capaz de me esquecer dos teus olhos azuis.
Mas agora sei que não os voltarei a esquecer.

August 10, 2005

deception

Sonhei contigo esta noite - um cenário difuso, com tanto de familiar como de desconhecido, com tanto de real quanto de irreal. Era noite, chovia, não fazia frio fora de nós. Perdíamo-nos, sem como ou porquê, sem um adeus ou um aceno de despedida. Não havia suspiros ao luar inexistente ou sal de lágrimas a misturar-se com o súbito amargo da chuva que os negros céus vertiam. Não havia saudade - apenas uma mágoa tremenda, sem explicação, que me consumia a pontos de quase me explodir no peito. Acordei, sobressaltado - e onde estavas tu..?

August 07, 2005

wonderwall

Hearing the electric sound echoing everywhere triggered inside me only memories. Not desire, not passion, definetely not love - only the shining memories of the perfect morning when I first said "I love you". When I frist realised what those simple words meant. When I first felt what they meant.

I may have heard the singing voices with you - but my heart was far from you, as far as yours was from me. We both know that innocent truth - that you and me were thinking about someone else. That time has passed, and now our hearts, together for a moment, belong to someone that may not even dream with us. We chose to break, to follow different paths - giving up of our warm arms and soft kisses to embrace, for good or ill, the ever uncertain fate. May the ashes of our never forgotten love rest in peace in the sea, in the sky, everywhere. Tonight we remembered it - tomorrow we will be smiling at that old memories. We were not meant to belong to each other. But maybe we are meant, in the end of our paths, to belong to someone that will love us as we once loved each other.