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Whenever, wherever and whoever.

Posted in My World on março 23, 2010 by Unsere Welten

Here I am, lost in my thoughts, writing to you once more. Since I don’t know where are you from, I have no idea in which language I should speak to you. I have done it in Portuguese before, now I do it in English.  If you can’t get me anyway, I’m really sorry, these are the only languages I can write for now, someday we’ll be speaking the same language.

I know you are somewhere and I though I’ve met you before, but I was wrong. Well, actually, maybe I have already met you, but you are not for sure the one I though you were. Where are you right now? Have you ever though about all those people which will appear on our way? Almost all of them (except for the babies which weren’t born yet) they are already somewhere. They are living by their own, and somehow universe finds a way to cross the lines of our lives. It is like this between you and me.

You were born already, you’re living somewhere, doing something I have no idea about what it is and someday we’ll cross our ways. I have no idea how it will be, or when it will be, but I know it will be. Sometimes, just like right now, my thought fly away trying to imagine how will I meet you, and I know that as much as I try to imagine, as much as it will be completely different from my imagination.

I can’t say I love you because I don’t know you yet, although I know when we’ll be together I’ll love you with all my strength. But maybe I can say I love you, since you (whoever you are) will be the one which will make me love you. So, somehow we already love each other, we just don’t know it yet.

We can’t look for each other, because you’ll appear when I won’t be paying attention, and I’ll appear when you won’t be looking for me. If we start looking for each other, maybe we’ll be busy trying to find in the wrong place and we won’t realize when we’ll be closer.

Wherever or whoever you are, be sure that my heart won’t ever belong to you. I need my own heart to survive (as you do), but we’ll share it with love and then we can smile watching the sunrise, the stars and the falling rain.

With love,

Your Love.


Once upon a time…

Posted in My World, Our World on outubro 25, 2009 by Unsere Welten

The sky is blue
when something comes true
the sky is grey
when there’s nothing to say
We can see the moon
when something good is coming soon
we can dance with the stars
reflecting the tears
when there’s nothing to fear
We can hold the sea
‘cause our arms are bigger
than eyes can see

I don’t own my heart

Posted in My World on setembro 5, 2009 by Unsere Welten

It’s all over again
I couldn’t get this feeling
to forget what’s missing
going down in pain

I could change myself
I’ve tried a way to start
I could see the truth
But I don’t own my heart

The man behind the star

Posted in My World on julho 22, 2009 by Unsere Welten

You are that kind of person we just need to see once to remeber your smile for the rest of our lives. It’s hard to say how I miss the conversations we had, talking and meeting as we were old friends giving a true and strong hug just a year after we have seen each other for the last time. I couldn’t forget each kind gesture and the shine coming from your eyes. I remember you as a friend, the one I can’t call, hug or touch, but I can feel since I’ve met the man behind the star. I know it will be always like this, and we’ll see each other with the same strong feeling that happened before, and I’ll be waiting for this day to come again, always somewhere.


Posted in My World on fevereiro 14, 2009 by Unsere Welten

She couldn’t find a word to say

Or wouldn’t even know what to do

Like a mind getting a delay

In a stupid game peek-a-boo!

It wasn’t what she was looking for

but it’s what was going to be found

It could be that, nothing more!

just to realize what was going around

She couldn’t say “hey, you are not the one!”

As she would miss a friend

Thinking it would just be gone

To find who she really wants at the end.

Who are you?

Posted in My World on outubro 22, 2008 by Unsere Welten

Who are you? Who I meet accidentally along the day

Who are you? When passes by me, give me a smille and say hello

Who are you? Who I can’t find a word to say

Who are you? Who takes my sense away

Whoever you are

You are the one who’s overflooding my mind since I found out your name.

The past is gone, the future didn’t come, but Today is a gift, that’s why it’s called present

Posted in My World on agosto 19, 2008 by Unsere Welten

Sometimes we feel sorry for what has happened, sometimes we are so worried about the furture that we can’t even live the present. And now I’m looking to the past facing that what I loose. It’s hard to deal with somethings, but the only thing to do is to stand up, look to the future and to live today. Everything happens for some reason even when we can’t understand it.

The past is gone, the future didn’t come, but Today is a gift, that’s why it’s called present.

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