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.
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
L
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
I know so little about you,
But I'm falling in love with you.
I have been since t
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
I'll be happy once I've done this certain thing.
We all say this often, not realizing wha
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
