heartbeats.
Autor: hwibtnty | Publicado: 2011-04-21T10:20:00-07:00

            <!--  /* Font Definitions */ @font-face  {font-family:Cambria;  panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4;  mso-font-charset:0;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin-top:0cm;  margin-right:0cm;  margin-bottom:10.0pt;  margin-left:0cm;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;  mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria;  mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;  mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} @page Section1  {size:595.0pt 842.0pt;  margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;  mso-header-margin:35.4pt;  mso-footer-margin:35.4pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} -->      There’s no way for us to know. one year ago, with a little help from destiny, we crossed each other’s way. Between the time i first put my eyes on you, and the kiss at that club we both dislike, it can fit a whole life.   Perhaps you will someday know by heart the time of the month i have my bad days, and will make all efforts you can to not upset me. Perhaps not; we will continue almost killing each other every once in 30 days. Downloading movies, Mcdonalds, skype, books, shoes. Holding hands at the cinema, making the hard work of chosing a movie we both like. Strawberry body cream for me (and you – if you would just let me pass a bit on your hand). A beach house; me and you kissing at the sand, me complaining about how much the sun is strong, you Just loving it. You just left my apartment, and sometimes i can still feel your smell at my room. Empty bottles on the kitchen table, a frozen pizza. A expensive sofa, that we almost cannot afford, sunglasses. Walking in the city, deciding what to buy, having discussions about lunch, going home hungry and shopless. Brazil is better, but Germany hás good cars and beer. Learning other languages, knowing new places. Becoming fond of that restaurant at the corner.  So in one morning, you gonna stop reading about sports at the daily newspaper, and gonna see me walking around our living room, brushing my teeth and trying to put shoes on at the same time,  and you gonna know, from the big things that come from little details, that we are happy. Maybe gray skies and rainy days are waiting for us. Silence, when it should be words, words when it should be a kiss. Throwing things at each other, yelling, and then we make up – or perhaps not? All we know now is that i want you, and you want me, and we have all the time and space in front of our faces to make of this the best we can. If we are carefull and lucky – especially lucky – it maybe work, who knows? It’s not easy, also not impossible. If this no-toucheable thing, this intense hope, that we call love, really exists, so there’s nothing wrong on us putting ourselves totally into it. Losing this fragil security of our loneliness, and throw our bodies in the air. There’s no way for us to know. Destiny is there, always waiting for us.