Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growth
and overloaded with treasure and souvenirs.
Every new step arrives out of all steps taken,
My face presents my history,
my brown eyes are jewels I cannot pawn.
I am the map of the campaign,
each ancestor has his flag,
The taste of individual beauty born of a collective effort,
every day my soul claps its hands, and sings,
consumed by the joy of a rich heritage
and all days are better than all yesterdays.
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
I know so little about you,
But I'm falling in love with you.
I have been since t
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
If one name is but a glimpse of their soul
Then we are simple machines on cruise control<
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day
Love me again like you did the first day
Lo
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
