Your voice

Was colourful. Raspy when speaking english, the slavic accent not hidden, but bright and full of light like an italian.  

I could listen you for ages, just talking. You oscilated from sweetness to confidence, the timbre reflecting the passion you had for the subjects,  capturing my soul at each word.

It was the vehicle for intimacy before we were intimate. It seduced me at first, made me wonder everytime since. Coupled with a permanent smile, that never seems to fade (I've seen it, how wonderful it still is)

It transformed into whispering effortlessly, softly. In those moments it felt like it existed just for me, and there was no greater gift, no greater privilege, no other place I would rather be. Sometimes you would utter the words "I Love you". And in those moments, I felt complete. Just from the power of your melodic voice.

I miss your voice. I miss you. 

I have no right

To be sad, to be craving, to be under the weather. And yet, winter approaches.

So many places

I have not seen with you. And I know you would show me the magic of the world, unveil every extraordinary story of love that came before ours.

And yet, I fail everyday to embrace this journeys. I fail to embrace you.

I fail you.

Romantic movies

Are just movies. Romance is useless.

But the way that i feel about you

Is beyond words

Will you still recall my name?

And the month it all began?

Will you release me with a kiss?

(Dazed by careless words

Cozy in my mind)

You and I

Underneath a sky that's ever falling down, down, down

Ever falling down

We can't.

- Look, you said that if I knew why you were here, you wouldn't need to be here. I think you do need to be here, and we both know why. 

- You're wrong. 

- I don't think I am. You once told me we had chemistry the second that we met. 

- Logan, please. 

- Tell me to stop, and I'll stop.

- I can't.

And yet, we did stop.

Every night

I wonder. And my thoughts wander.

Always, always, back to you

Deep, penetrating,

piercing look. 

And then the question: "what are you doing".

And immediately after, the eagerness: "do it". 

And while I hesitated, you encouraged me: "Just do it, now, please."

And suddenly, from a deep, penetrating, piercing look, I was simply hearing you whisper: "Don't stop."

Story of us. Why I ever stopped, was a half hearted choice. Most moments of the day, I keep saying to me I should have listened to the other half. Not to stop loving you.

You've always encourajed me to do so, and not only did I loved loving you, I think I was pretty good at it.

For once in my life, it seemed like I was actually a good person. And I never told you so.

Memories

Through the hourglass I saw you

In time you slipped away

When the mirror crashed I called you

And turned to hear you say

If only for today

I am unafraid

Sharing

Everyday, something that reminds me of you, something I want to share.

And I can't.

I have reached the end of the rainbow

 

Não sei o que é sentir

 

I know why

 

Have mercy on me.

 And when you think more than you want, your thoughts begin to bleed