...y vivir

Y las ganas de disfrutar de la vida con las que me dejas corazón...

Him.

He was 6 feet of the craziest and most passionate sweetness in the world.
My sweetness.
My majesty.
My love.

Smile...

Porque cuando veo su sonrisa se me olvida todo. Olvido el daño que es capaz de hacerme, olvido su indiferencia, su facilidad para vivir sin mi, sus faltas de respeto...cuando veo su sonrisa no me hace falta nada más, nada más que su aliento, así, al ladito de mi.

...

Seguiré contándole cosas en mi mente, imaginando momentos perfectos, soñándolo, pensándolo, sintiéndolo, comiéndomelo a besos sin hacerlo, contando sus lunares sin verlos, todo así, tan platónicamente.

¿?

¿Conoces ese sentimiento? Cuando te matan las ganas, cuando quieres gritarlo, cuando lo tienes tan claro, cuando te falta el aire, cuando ni siquiera puedes pensar, cuando significa más para ti que tu propia vida, cuando vives y mueres por ello. ¿Lo has sentido? Si no lo has sentido, no has vivido.

What I like about him...

What do you like so much about me? —He asks.
Well, I like the way you...stare at people. The way you talk, and the way you laugh. I like the way you walk, lovely walking. And I certainly like the way you just are yourself not giving a fuck of what people might think. I like the way you sleep, and how you wake up, opening those small green eyes, yawning while you rub them. And I also love your back, your big belly and that pale skin. I like your brown hair even though it is falling. I like the way you don't reply to me when I ask you certain questions, I love the way you hug me while you sleep and even, even your snoring. I definitely love the way you inspire me. If I were to live again I would love to meet you again, in a life where you wouldn't care, where you wouldn't fear and where you could finally love me back. —She replies.

Pain

Pain is what happens when you are addicted to everything and everyone that makes you feel something...