- Since you've been gone. I get confused all the time.
- I miss you so much.
- Me too.
- I love you.
- And why do you love me?
- I love you because you're mine. I love you because you need love.
- I love you too.
- And why do you love me too?
- I love you because... to understand our love, they'd need to turn the world upside down.
- Is it forever?
- It is really forever.

"Who's to say what's impossible? Well, they forgot this world keeps spinning. And with each new day, I can feel a change in everything. And as the surface breaks, reflections fade. But, in some ways, they remain the same." ♥

Today's fortune: Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.

Gostaria de escrever algo aqui mas, me faltam palavras.

Não sou bom com números. Com frases-feitas. E com morais de história. Gosto do que me tira o fôlego. Venero o improvável. Almejo o quase impossível. Meu coração é livre, mesmo amando tanto. Tenho um ritmo que me complica. Uma vontade que não passa. Uma palavra que nunca dorme. Quer um bom desafio? Experimente gostar de mim. Não sou fácil. Não coleciono inimigos. Quase nunca estou pra ninguém. Mudo de humor conforme a lua. Me irrito fácil. Me desinteresso à toa. Tenho o desassossego dentro da bolsa. E um par de asas que nunca deixo. Às vezes, quando é tarde da noite, eu viajo. E - sem saber - busco respostas que não encontro aqui. Ontem, eu perdi um sonho. E acordei chorando, logo eu que adoro sorrir... Mas não tem nada, não. Bonito mesmo é essa coisa da vida: um dia, quando menos se espera, a gente se supera. E chega mais perto de ser quem - na verdade - a gente é.

Every time I think of you, I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue. It's no problem of mine but, it's a problem I find, living a life that I can't leave behind. There's no sense in telling me: "The wisdom of a fool won't set you free." But that's the way that it goes. And it's what nobody knows, while every day my confusion grows.
Every time I see you falling, I get down on my knees and pray. I'm waiting for that final moment, you'll say the words that I can't say.
I feel fine and I feel good, I'm feeling like I never should. Whenever I get this way, I just don't know what to say. Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday? I'm not sure what this could mean. I don't think you're what you seem. I do admit to myself, that if I hurt someone else, then I'll never see just what we're meant to be.
Every time I see you falling, I get down on my knees and pray. I'm waiting for that final moment, you'll say the words that I can't say.
Bizarre love triangle.