domingo, 3 de novembro de 2013

Collections

Talking about time it's wasting it.
Return in time it's impossible.

I don't care.
I wish time surprises us and (re)turns into our present, sometimes...




segunda-feira, 14 de outubro de 2013

Confession


It hurts.
And yet, I still prefer to hide the secrets that should be told (him).
Destiny.


segunda-feira, 23 de setembro de 2013

Change

Curioso o tema central desta publicação ir de encontro ao da anterior, do qual já não me lembrava.

Seremos mesmo capazes de mudar?

Há quem defenda que sim, que o nosso cérebro se ajusta consoante as nossas vivências e experiências , que a nossa personalidade sofre pequenas (ou grandes) alterações ao longo da nossa vida. Pessoalmente, eu acho que "as pessoas não mudam", pois por mais mudanças que sejam feitas na nossa vida, a nossa essência permanece.
Continuamos a ter saudades do calor do sol num determinado recanto do mundo, há sempre um sonho que teima em ser concretizado, há sempre algo que nos prende ao passado, qual ciclo vicioso. E, como usualmente se costuma dizer, "the more things change, the more they stay the same".

quinta-feira, 11 de julho de 2013

Balanced

It's just a change. And, as everything new, it scares the hell out of me.
And, yet, I like it. I need to change - so, so much in my life. And so it is...the start!






sábado, 13 de abril de 2013

Dream


I’m hurt.
Don’t go.
Stay.
There’s so much more we don’t know.
Yet.

Don’t hold my hand again,
Not in that way.
Don’t get closer and closer behind me.
Like you did in that ballroom, yesterday.

Don’t hold my hand,
Not when I’m already feeling your breath.
Don’t get too closer, please.
Just like you did, yesterday,
Just like you did in my dream.

Our fingers were dancing together,
I felt you closer, even knowing you shouldn’t be there.
Even knowing it wasn’t real.
I struggled against that attractive force,
So unexplainable.

I’m hurt.
Don’t go.
Leave, please, forever.
I refused you, in my dream.
Now, that I’m awake,
All I can say is that, somehow,
You’re still here.

Don’t go.
Never come back.
There’s so much more we don’t know.

terça-feira, 1 de janeiro de 2013

Today.

Today, the warm light is different.


Today, life felts wonderfull.