You - Part 3

As I say, at the same time that is strange when I tell that I declare myself, being true, real, and honest, I believe that we have to say what comes to our mind, deep in our heart, I can work out with myself and accept situations. As I said, things are not always the way we want, we need to fight for it... unless we have the certain to stop, not to disturb the other part. So, if it is clear, it is what I am trying to do know, having you in front of me … acting like a stupid, and somehow ashamed of myself.
I was trying (sometimes not making that much of effort) to hide what I feel for you.

Bear in your mind that I am not saying this to scare you. I am just expressing myself. It is better not to be hiding instead of living in the doubt for one more year or whatever.

We human beings are always trying - even not believing anymore - to have someone...
To be with, to spend sometime, to have a laugh, to go to the cinema.

People think always in other people, it seems we are never satisfied.
I do not want to try to make anybody forget the past, or the loves, what you had lived is unique, is yours, what I lived is unique.
Will a new love exist.. Does love exist...?
I wish I could say yes.
I wish I could say this more times...
I still wish to find.
I do hope you cure yourself.
I do hope you open yourself.
I do hope (because I do not know) you believe in having another love some day, knowing that another life with someone is possible.
We are mature. To share feelings and moments (good or bads), they are still good to be shared...
The whole context of life is exciting.
I still believe in a flame. Even thinking this flame is still distant from happening...
I do not need to beg any love to anybody. I want to be loved and love. Making the thing simple, but intense, mature, with no jealousy but with respect.
I am always afraid to talk to you, I never know what to say, I never have clues from where to start.

I am not afraid of hurting myself. I just want the opportunity to be loved, I would try everything again. I know somehow, I have learnt how not to make the same mistake.
I am not afraid of hurting myself, but I still have and want to take the risk and try. I am still risking myself.
I want someone, that makes me breathless, that kisses my neck and make me fell like in the sky. Someone that sleep in my laps and make me spend hours looking at him sleeping.

I just think how is funny what I have learnt with life. Besides the mystery, life becomes easier and less confusing to deal with, because we have lived some situations, we know how not to make a big deal for everything, as if the world is ending... and it is not.