Poemas em inglês
For they could not love you, but still your love was true. And when no hope was left in sight, on that starry night you took your life, as lovers often do. But I could've told you, Vincent, this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
Aroca is the reason why i have sleepless nights. My love is the reason why i tend to hold my pillow tight. And than she is the reason why i can't sleep without saying good night good night
It's like I'm reading a book... and it's a book I deeply love. But I'm reading it slowly now. So the words are really far apart and the spaces between the words are almost infinite. I can still feel you... and the words of our story... but it's in this endless space between the words that I'm finding myself now. It's a place that's not of the physical world. It's where everything else is that I didn't even know existed. I love you so much. But this is where I am now. And this who I am now. And I need you to let me go. As much as I want to, I can't live your book any more.
LOVE should not be slave to CONVENIENCE, nor submissive to RULES. LOVE divided is passive to LIMITS and will never be the FULLY WHOLE.
SILENCE. There are no questions for answers that do not EXIST. LOVE is only meant to be FELT, not to be EXPLAINED.
It just feels good when you see a real love story. It makes you believe them. It makes you believe that love exists after all.
I 'll always be here for you, don't think that I'm not in love, I'm just waiting for you,waiting you wake for love , while I wait I'll be here like your friends, your best friend , even you talk about another girls I'll be listening and faking hapiness, everything just for you. Oh, how i love you my childhood friend.
Ever since I was 12 years old I had to defend my love for heavy metal against those who say it's a less valid form of music. My answer now is that you either feel it or you don't. If metal doesn't give that overwhelming surge of power that make the hair stand up at the back of your neck, you might never get it, and you know what? That's okay, because judging by the 40,000 metalheads around me we're doing just fine without you.
While it is great love, work and determination it is made of simple things contained in the common activities
Love is surrender without wanting anything in return, without requiring that there be love in the other. It is being together and not when you need when you want.
"I wish i could tell the diference. But when i think bout you love and desire seems to be the same poison eroding my soul from insed out. I try hard to fight the will to run open arms to hold your heart, but I can forward the time. So let it be perfectly slowas our last kiss. And when I´m safe under the shadow of your love, time pass bye sweeping all the memories of the night and leaving on my lips the bitter tast of losing your hugs away. On the highway under the highlight I´m running open arms bruise souls are on my way, but they won´t retain my voice will achieve the prohibiten sky"
When there is fraternity, love is serene; when there is solidarity, love is active, and when there is charity, love is alive.
Wherever you are, I send you all my love and affection in the form of a sweet gust of wind upon your body.
From the beginning I've always known that I will love you forever, but I never imagined that life would put us in opposite paths.
Quando, uma mulher quer mudar. ela muda em todos os sentidos, até seu sobrenome pra por o Seu Love!👏💫
Era sábado, o sol brilhava lá fora, havia cheiro de café no ar e "Your love is king" tocava na voz de Sade como se a música fosse encomendada, planejada. Ele beijou minha mãoquando eu deixei minha xícara de café sobre a mesa e por três vezes eu mordi o lábio para não o chamar de "amor". Eu não sabia como ele iria reagir, não sabia se o momento era adequado e tive medo de estragar tudo, mesmo parecendo tão certo dizer...então engoli a palavra junto com o café e sorri para ele.
Aquele teu sorriso com love nas orelhas me faz sorrir também na mesma intensidade, vejo tudo em você nessa imagem e te adianto, fiica mais fácil levar o dia vendo esse teu sorriso.
Who chooses luxury in detriment of Love, apparently lives a life of luxury, but internally lives days of garbage.
“What came first – the music or the misery? Did I listen to the music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to the music? Do all those records turn you into a melancholy person?”
