— Não imaginava que teria tantos “nãos” contra nossos corações, Jhon. Tantos talvez, tantos “E se…”. Eu não imaginava que seria tão — (pausa) — tão pertubardor pensar em “nós”.
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Can’t wait to repeatedly have my guts smeared by the person I’m going to spend the rest of my life with.
7what if we went skiing together, then drank some hot chocolate at a lodge, then went up to our hotel room and made out and cuddled. hehe jk… unless
0What If…..
What if I seen you in person after not seeing you for soo long, in a crowd at a festival, you are alone, I am too, and I expressed how I truly felt about my love for you, and you do the same to me?
What if….
What if at the time I seen you, our hearts locked, energy finally connected, engines start up revving from cameros that are invisible around us, and I asked you to come home with me?
What if?
What if you said yes when I asked? How would I feel with you going home in my car that I don’t even have yet? My stomach would overflow with fireflies! Would we have anything to say? Would we even CARE TO TALK? Would we hold hands like before?
What if?
What if when we get to my place, you grab me from behind like you did before a long time ago at the park among the trees? Our witnesses…yes, they breathe, they speak, we do not understand their language but…
What if?
What if I let you kiss me on my neck, losing all control, giving me complete relaxation, stimulation, romanticism, euphoria? After can I keep you?
What if?
What if this isn’t real, that this imagery will never come to pass? That you….don’t actually dream to get back with me, as I do with you?
What if?!
What if because I loved you soo much back then, that now I realized I may have missed my chance to have you? In my arms romancing you…...
What if.
What if you are waiting for me to hit you up and say how I feel? What if today is the last day you wait???!!!!
What if you are in just as much love pain as me? If you are, I know it hurts, I feel it everyday too…
What if?….I want this to be……reality?
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Oh to run after and leap onto a moving train to be with my lover, my long coat fluttering behind me as I ran, laughing with a hand on my hat to keep it on my head, and kissing my lover when I’m haphazardly holding onto the railing.
3“”He reminded me of Autumn,” she said.
“He reminded you of a season?” He replied seeming incredibly confused.
“Yeah. I mean, he’s beautiful. Sometimes he’s warm, bright and glowing, but other times he’s the coldest person I’ve ever met and I swear to god you could see the ice in his heart through his eyes. Autumn is beautiful, but what people seem to forget about this season is that it’s when everything is dying. It’s actually rather morbid when you think about it.. That’s why he reminded me of Autumn because he was so beautiful but he was dead inside, no emotion, no feeling, no nothing.””
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