What did I learn from the day I let myself fall in love with you?

- Just don't fall in love.

- Don't expect too much.

- There won't be tomorrow. He will only promise you today!

- He will make you feel special and then make a mess.

- Don't trust anyone, ever again!

Nunca diga que a ama se não for verdade! Querer amar e amar de fato são completamente diferentes. Além disso, podemos facilmente nos enganar e um simples gostar torna-se amor. A sensação de estar com quem gostamos é tão maravilhosa que por um segundo nada além de um "Eu te amo" parece expressar melhor tamanho sentimento. É lindo. No entanto, o gostar se transforma, se reorganiza, muda, se esvai. O amor não, mesmo longe, mesmo fraco, ainda é amor...

Devemos sempre esperar pelo que amamos. A esperança - mesmo que silenciosa - matou ninguém.

Shout out to the sweet guys I've never had the chance to meet.

I had a dream yesterday. You were there, again. I haven't even thought about you for three days in a row but still I dream about you. It is like you are always finding a way to make me want you; To remind me that you are still there in my mind and perhaps in my heart.

The wall of yours it may keep out pain, but it also may keep out love.

I hate myself when I think about you. It's weird to feel this way. It's like I want to scream to the world when I don't get to know how you are doing or what you are up to. I just miss those moments when we are talking and I imagine you smiling or making faces to act like a jerk. I should probably pull myself together and face reality. Why do I keep torturing myself? I need to let it go... Let you go. 

They say I'm pretty. I think I'm boring. Man, I'm pretty boring!

When We're Fooled

"... She met the wolf. Little Red Riding Hood had no idea what a wicked beast he was, so she wasn't in the least afraid of him." 

I guess everyone has already read or listened to this story at least once in their lives. This story, very ancient by the way, tells us (women) to be very careful when it comes to leave home alone and trust wrong and not so scary people along the way. Well, the Little Red Riding Hood wasn't scared at all, probably the wolf was in sheep's clothing, as people say. In fact, disguises can be very tricky. How could Little Red Riding Hood not realize that the wolf was a wolf?

We can trust anyone we want to. We are allowed to trust other people when there is no one we know around. However, it does not mean it is the right thing to do. It is true that we never know what  kind of people we are dealing with. Some people are really good at pretending and they can keep up the appearances for many years or for an entire lifetime. If they are not that good at keeping that up, sooner or later their true color will stand out one way or another. Maybe you will know if you were so damn naive to the point of not seeing what was in front of you. Just like that little girl which had a good heart full of love to give, you will be tricked and then it is going to be too little too late to turn back the hands of time.

We cannot deny that there is beauty in the unknown. In the dark there is a certain feeling we enjoy because the heart beats in a different way. And everything seems to be possible. We want that feeling to last forever however the darkness remains dark forever and it does not awaits for the light.
Deep down in our cold hearts we know that there is the willing of seeing bright stars at night. 

We just hope that at the end of the day we will find our way back home and the power of what we don't truly know will not ever consume us again. The hope will reborn as soon as our hearts are whole again.

"It is easier to fool people than to convince them that they have been fooled." - Mark Twain

By, Alessandra A. S.

Set Me Free

Right now, it feels like my heart is going to explode. There is a huge lump in my throat and I feel like crying. I hate to listen to fake laughs and some people's attemps at showing off themselves because they believe they are good people.

I want to leave this place, this town, this country. There is nothing else worth fighting for here. I want to be free and be the only one allowed to scream at me when I forget the wet towel on the bed. I will be the one who can make complaints on what I do and what I do not do.

Sometimes I pretend I don't speak my own language and then I try my best not to understand the words which flows of the liars' mouth. All I want is freedom. I am tired of noisy places, tired of listening to words I don't want to listen to. I will be freed and then I will be who I want to be and not the one they want me to be. 

I close my eyes and I picture myself in another dimension, in a completely different world. My world. It is perfect, lonely, quiet and mine, no one else's.

"Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde

Platonic Love

"Falling in and out of love     

Ashamed and proud of together all the while

You can never say never

While we don't know when 

But time and time again."

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All I know is that since the first time I saw you I knew you were not ordinary. I knew it that you should be my babe. And then time passed by and there you were always popping into my head. I want you so badly in my life that I saved your number. Nutty! I know I probably am acting like a crazy person right now. 

However I know where I am and my feet are still on the ground. I am down to earth for sure. I know this feeling, when we know we are in love and it hurts. It scares me so much. Well, there is nothing I can do about it, except wait for you to fall in love with me. While I wait for you to love me back and to be mine I enjoy this feeling of imagining you and me together. I know is all in my head for now. My platonic love. 

Soon yours, Alessandra. 

Chega a ser assustador. Coloco a mão sobre o peito e sinto que o meu coração está com o ritmo acelerado. É como sentir-se vivo a cada batida. Cada batida é um lembrete de que o sangue se espalha ao longo do corpo. O sentimento nunca foi tão perceptível, quase tocável. A respiração é tão profunda que surge a sensação de que o mundo parou por instantes. O tempo nunca passou tão devagar. E o medo nunca foi tão constante.

Olhando para o céu da noite. Um céu cheio de estrelas. Algumas brilham mais itensamente do que outras. Algumas estao mais distantes do que outras. São tantas estrelas. Embora partilhem a condição de serem estrelas, são diferentes entre si. Seria fácil escolher uma? 

Então você não escolhe. E se vê só. Você acha que suas chances de encontrar algo especial vão se perdendo à medida que as estrelas começam a ficar mais distantes, inalcançáveis. Você admira o céu, todos os dias. Lindo e monótono. De repente, quando menos espera se dá conta de que as luzes podem ser diferentes. Então, como um raio que surge repentinamente, uma luz vibrante e suave aparece naquele céu tão familiar. É uma estrela cadente. Muito mais especial do que podia imaginar. Ela chega sem aviso. Agora você se da conta de que não precisava escolher. Só precisava confiar que um dia chegaria.