Love is the feeling that a part is missing
Or the feeling that a part has been found.
It is those butterflies on the stomach
And a breathless moment that seems will never end.
Love is something else.
Lovers know.
Love is what you write about
But what has no words to translate
It is the tight hug that will never leave
Is the desperate tear rolling down your happy or sad face
Love is something more.
Lovers know.
Love is the ruin or the bright of a day.
It is what should always be shared
But sometimes get sooner or later, or loose
It is what one day will surprise you
Love is something.
Lovers know.
And TODAY, if I can ask for something,
All I want is that love hit SOME people’s heart
Not sooner, neither later.
Just in time.
And give them the braveness that is necessary to love
The chance do take the risk searching for happiness.
Or the feeling that a part has been found.
It is those butterflies on the stomach
And a breathless moment that seems will never end.
Love is something else.
Lovers know.
Love is what you write about
But what has no words to translate
It is the tight hug that will never leave
Is the desperate tear rolling down your happy or sad face
Love is something more.
Lovers know.
Love is the ruin or the bright of a day.
It is what should always be shared
But sometimes get sooner or later, or loose
It is what one day will surprise you
Love is something.
Lovers know.
And TODAY, if I can ask for something,
All I want is that love hit SOME people’s heart
Not sooner, neither later.
Just in time.
And give them the braveness that is necessary to love
The chance do take the risk searching for happiness.
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2 comentários:
E não é ótimo quando we take the risk e as coisas dão certo? Coração cheio, transbordando de alegria, felicidade e amor.
It gets better... :)
Ma che cosa bella. Io sono troppo felice di vedere che persone come tu sei così. Tu sei una buona ragazza. Auguri.
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