Sebastian

I think of you, and I still want more of you.
You light up the world in which I live, you make me feel alive.
I still want to rest my face on your chest, where I can hear your heart beating to the rythm of your body. I can be myself, just with you, with what I love most. You make me want to scream out your name with joy, and run across the beach in silence. When I'm with you I just want you to hold me and never let go.

Once an open wound. Now a sealed scar.

Relax, breathe. You're safe... Noone can touch you. Noone can see you. What do you want most in this world? I shall give it to you. Everything you want is in my power to get. I can do it. You name it, and I shall search everywhere until I find it. If someone finds it before I do, and presents it to me, I shall tell that person that he should put it back safely where he found it... for it is my duty to find it for you.
Anything you care for, I shall put away in my heart for ever, and never forget it was yours to love, and mine to care for. My concience shall speak to me about you in silence, but I shall never forget you and your charm. You shall love whoever, and I shall seek no more for the answer to my question, "will she ever love me again?"
I shall speak your name in silence as I used to do before, and I shall remind myself of this day for all the years I shall live on my own. I will overcome such bad notice in time, but I will not recover as fast as I plan to.
You are the scent of the roses that come from my garden. You are the energy that spills from inside of me to the outside. You are the walls that protect me from going cold. You are everything to me, and I shall never, never, never forget you.
I believe fairytales can happen, even though years go by, and you can't wait no more. But I will wait patiently, and I will see you again. Everything happens for a reason, and everything is eternal, except for the human body. Energy lasts for ever, and you do, too. I will see you again, in a couple of years.

The woman cried in Heaven, and it rained on Earth. Every teardrop in Heaven is a waterfall on Earth. He shall love her for ever more, and he will never forget the way she loved, the way she spoke, and the way she walked. He shall love, but his love for her shall die first. That way, he shall learn to love once again.

Touii.

He's part of my past now.

I'm alright... It only hurts WHEN I BREATHE.
And what's the opposite of two? A lonely me, and a lonely you.
Somewhere there is someone that dreams of your smile, and finds in it a life that is worthwhile. So, when you're lonely, remember, someone, somewhere is thinking of you.

Whenever you speak, you send shivers all down my spine. I get nervous, and all I want to do, is run away, far away from you. I used to love you, I can't believe it. You are completely another person.

I used to love you.

You.

Usually I pretend to not be interested in you, or to not want to know more about your personal life... But I do, I am interested. I often wonder... What are you thinking about? I would like to know... You seem interesting, and, somehow, sombre, like there's something wrong in your past, something you couldn't manage to unravel. There's something about you which makes me like you even more... You're like a mystery to be solved by me, or someone who doesn't know you completely well... I want you to talk to me about your family, your friends, your life, the people you know, the things that happened to you and the things you regret doing... I want to know everything about you... What are you thinking about? It's my usual question, but I'm not used to asking it out loud; and I'm not used to ask you. What should you know about me, and what shouldn't you? The questions in my head blurr, and they're difficult to open and answer. Is it so difficult? What do you know about me? Do you know my secrets? Do you know something about my childhood? Do you know me? I want to know you, and I want you to know me.

Love surrounds us, but many of us don't exactly know what it is for. Or we don't understand the full meaning of it... Love is powerful, even more powerful than chains that tie you to a stone wall. Love is kind, even more than a baby in a mother's arms. Love is beautiful, even more than a buterfly's wing's colour. Love is a blessing, something a simple hug can show. Love is more than what someone can experience in just a kiss... Love is to care for the otherone. Love is kindness toward someone else. Love is what you feel when you are in the arms of your mother, your father, your sister, or your brother. Love is not just a feeling... It is a part of your body. It is everything, it is everywhere, it is elsewhere. You will find it, and I know it. Love surrounds us, and everywhere we look, there's something or someone who loves us.