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Maybe it was just so ...

Living cynicism not to die of sensitivity.

protect us behind the masks to cover our faces swollen by the time and pain but we do not realize that someone could fall in love with those signs that make us unique.

And so we live in constant contradiction between what we see and what we are.

more if I can not remember your real face?

is worth the cover of illusion scars if he continues to feel pain?

Feeling the weight of the emotions, the joy of reliving past loves and also hide behind a veil of melancholy if needed.

Crying, crying to be revealed as fragile and weak.

Laughing, laughing heartily the purity of the reunion for small errors.

vent, talk to your heart in your hands to avoid falling into the trap of regrets.

love, to love unconditionally even if you feel bad.

Deluding yourself moving your eyes from the loved one to heaven and not closing eyes.

wake up, wake up suddenly from a wonderful dream to start over by deleting all perhaps.

was right.

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And then there are times when you feel you no longer belong to yourself ....
nights you'd like to forget about deleting everything there was ...
Nights when you would like to sleep to wake up with a new smile, in love with a look that can no longer distinguish his figure from the sky.
nights you'd scream, kicking ass while the others sleep to feel all your pain, to make you listen, groped to wake from their unconscious cynical.
But all that you can do and sit in silence, her eyes lost in the emptiness and melancholy sweetness that gently caresses your face and stabs you to the heart.
On those nights you're not that person is not crying .... you're the one person who feels terribly lonely ... You're nothing. You are the man who after crying and wipes her tears in the mirror keeps repeating: "I deserve more!", You are the soul that never ceases to give peace for the night just after the sun rises, but that just starts a new day with hope, are the one person who can not help but dream that in the end there must be something to be very worthwhile to trust and let go. ;
that I had more time, I was more than yesterday I can no longer afford not to live in fear ....

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Phenomenology of amorous relationships PART I:

first week

"I like you know?"

"You too"

II Week

"I have another"

"Me too"

Third Week

"Well hello"

"Goodbye, I'll always remember with a smile"

IV Week

" I can not live without you "

" Neither do I. "

V Week

" I left the other ... "

" I I can not find the courage to do, give me time "

Week VI

" I want to be with you "

" but I also have to find right time to leave "

Week VII

" I can not continue like this ... I bid you farewell "

" Right now that I was falling in love you, I left "

Week VIII

"At last we are alone, you and me ... .. Would you be my girlfriend?"

"I just ended a serious relationship ... .. give me time! "

Week IX

" I love you "

" I do not feel like fool yourself again .... I want to be alone .... please respect my choice "

X Week

"Goodbye

" I love you !..."

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You went away too, the immensity of the soul into a smile that I will not see. The hope of an embrace that never will be. In my memory you were the moon of fire that warmed his thoughts when the sun blinded me and I did not know where to go. 're Gone silent as a leaf and strong as a hurricane. I still dream of being overwhelmed by the pain that made us "our" and demolished ports, borders, window to fly together over the obviousness of the world.

My love, your love life became a thing: the word. The miracle that almost no one considers it necessary. Every single letter accelerated the beating and my blood became gold to be covered by the silence of an autumn day. We have not lost it encountered. Wandered along the roadsides and your hand holding my wrists and your voice seemed to tell me: you exist. We walked out of place on the feast of the "normal" and every goal seemed to be a limit and all fear a challenge. There 're more my soul. No more tears, but blood in my veins to feel. Now and forever.