What 'the dividing line between being strangers and become friends?
What ' the dividing line between a simple sympathy and start testing real affection?
Me I'm asking a lot lately ...
A little 'revolutions in friendship, a bit' of disappointment ... maybe some nice surprise.
And then there's' this sudden beat that with me sometimes, I smile, I wonder.
These days I find myself looking at them as if I were someone else ... study my reactions, emotions, smile at the reflection of my inability 'to resist a smile .
I feel reborn and e ' it's all about something that is inside of me ... I do not know where to put a name, please 'and' without form ... and it 'hard to give him one, at least at the moment.
When is' the love that turns into a feeling ?
I did this' ... maybe 'a virtue, and perhaps' a limit ... but if I'm fond of someone I do it for real, in no uncertain terms ...
And that affection remains, after many years passed and trouble ... and 'them', in the background, waiting for calm to chaos passes and became quiet, like a sly cat stretches.
It takes ... there wants to make me say enough. For me to put a full stop.
The rope pulls, pulls, and pulls again, millemila times ... then, suddenly breaks. Maybe for a bullshit. And it is linked
more '.
Once you lose my trust and 'almost impossible to regain.
But today I do not want to think about this ... do not even want to think about the questions I crowd the mind, it 'doubts that incessant hammering ... I want to put it on OFF and listen to my neurons just the sound of lips that bend light.
Let me dream a little '... this and that at least' a beautiful dream ... : O)
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