04 January 2014
Have you ever cried for love?
Never.
So you never loved .
But no !
I loved so much .
I loved it so much that I swallowed the tears that I have dug the soul .
I loved it so much that my heart shows in twenty years more .
I loved so much to give up on love , leave, for fear of not being able to grow.
I loved it , and so . I've seen love go away , disappear as if it were a sunset, beyond my hopes . I loved silently without disturbing his soul. I loved the love in the hands of others. I loved everything that could be impossible , making it possible. I loved the look without compassion, but a passion . I loved so much , because I grew up with fairy tales, and when you grow up with the phrase " and they lived happily ever after" love and dreams you take them also great , as if they had tattoos branded on the skin. I loved , and I loved it even more when there was nothing to hold, when I could not dance with the stars or telling my dreams to the moon. I loved when the melancholy wanted my tears, when I closed my eyes and I was caressed by the wind, because love is like the wind , you can not imprison him , but I can still breathe. In the memories . I loved and never shed a tear , because we are not forever , but love it . I loved my eyes that never cry , because you were there in those tears , and cried if I 'd be gone forever.
Never.
So you never loved .
But no !
I loved so much .
I loved it so much that I swallowed the tears that I have dug the soul .
I loved it so much that my heart shows in twenty years more .
I loved so much to give up on love , leave, for fear of not being able to grow.
I loved it , and so . I've seen love go away , disappear as if it were a sunset, beyond my hopes . I loved silently without disturbing his soul. I loved the love in the hands of others. I loved everything that could be impossible , making it possible. I loved the look without compassion, but a passion . I loved so much , because I grew up with fairy tales, and when you grow up with the phrase " and they lived happily ever after" love and dreams you take them also great , as if they had tattoos branded on the skin. I loved , and I loved it even more when there was nothing to hold, when I could not dance with the stars or telling my dreams to the moon. I loved when the melancholy wanted my tears, when I closed my eyes and I was caressed by the wind, because love is like the wind , you can not imprison him , but I can still breathe. In the memories . I loved and never shed a tear , because we are not forever , but love it . I loved my eyes that never cry , because you were there in those tears , and cried if I 'd be gone forever.
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