En el interior y exterior
va y viene en un instante
dentro y fuera, muere y vive
compartirla es emerger
como una chispa es
tan efímera y eterna
tan tangible como intangible
pasado, presente y futuro
la felicidad es
365 Things I Love About You365 Things I Love About You
1. I love how you always make me smile
2. I love how you always make me laugh
3. I love the way you inspire me.
4. I love how cute and adorable you can be
5. I love the kindness that you show
6. I love how I can always be there for you
7. I love how you can always there for me.
8. I love how you stand up for the things you believe in
9. I love how open-minded you are
10. I love your gentleness with me
12. I love how you take my breath away.
13. I love thinking about you
14. I love how sweet you make my dreams
15. I love hearing your laughter
16. I love it when you smile
17. I love you still when your angry
18. I love you still when your sad
19. I love you still when you're a mess (though you'll always be beautiful to me)
20. I love the way you feel
21. I love the way you hold my hand
22. I love the way you smell
23. I love gazing into your eyes
24. I love the sound of your sweet voice
25. I love how much you've taught me about life and myself
26. I lo
Everything That I Learned From YouI. Care too much. That's what you're afraid of, right? That when he goes to sleep and all you want to do is touch his hand to remind yourself he's real (for the moment)—you're in too deep. You care too much. You are clinging too tightly and your concern will strangle him. You think that if you tell him how much you love his eyes or you stare too long at his mouth when he talks or fold yourself around him as he sleeps he will leave because the love you put on him is too heavy. But care about him anyway. Love and kindness are too far last in this world. If he pushes you away as you cradle his head in your arms then he does not understand you. Love too much and if he doesn't love enough, leave him. Don't be afraid of caring. That's when you become afraid of being cared for.
II. Tell him he's beautiful. Remind him that his hands are the only ones you want to hold. Compliment him whenever you can
Puppet (Mary's theme) - Ib lyricsWelcome to my world that's painted with sadness
There's no light of sun There you can't hear any sound at all
Here I'm waiting silently for you, father
Why you were so cruel to left poor Mary alone?
Please take me away, I desperately promise to be a good girl, to be worthy of your love
I don't need the paint books, the dolls and the dresses,
Just tell me, why you've left your pictures and gone?
Who are you, stranger with a red rose in your hand
I liked you from the first sight, I wanna be your friend, Let's play
I've never asked for this place that's called my home,
But hope, you will be staying with me until the end
Please, don't be scared of me I'm a good girl
I just want to be with you to forget my sorrow
I'm tired of being the puppet of this world
Oh, tell me, why do you want to go with this man?
Is he your true knight in the shining armor?
Who'll sacrifice himself just for your sake with no fear But then
Why he resembles the one, who created
Aquella chica...Siempre es la misma historia, se repite una y otra vez sin poder evitarlo, y seguramente no solo es mi caso, si no el de millones de personas.
Aunque por desgracia el mio es un poco mas doloroso, ya que no importa cuanto te esfuerces, cuanto procures, cuanto tiempo le dediques, al final tendrá el mismo doloroso resultado...
Esa chica, esa hermosa chica que es dueña de tu alma y corazón, con cual cometiste el terrible error de hacerla tu mejor amiga para estar siempre a su lado, aquella chica que de repente se convierte en tu razón de existir en este mundo, aquella que te impulsa a que abras tus ojos cada mañana solo para verla de nuevo, que tus pulmones sigan respirando para poder apreciar ese delicioso aroma que te vuelve loco al momento de tocarla, y que tu corazón siga latiendo para poder sentir aquel hermoso sentimiento que invade tu cuerpo...
Esa chica... puede también ser tu peor perdición en tu vid
Kid x Soul: Is it 'uncool'? Chapter 2YAOI WARNING: THIS IS YAOI IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THEN GO AWAY THIS IS A KIDXSOUL PARRING FROM SOUL EATER SOUL EATER IS NOT OWNED BY ME!
I stopped playing and turned to see Kiddo, if he knew i called him that i wonder what he would say. He was the last person i wanted to see right now. He looked like he was about to burst in to tears he was all flushed and i didn't know if he was sick or something... but Shinigami's can't get ill so that meant he was... Blushing!
I looked down and put the guitar in it's holder."S-soul are you okay you look like you've been crying?" his voice sounded so lush. What I would give just to hear him say my name over and over and over. "I-i'm fine... leave m-me be..." I replied not wanting to look at his honey colored eyes that make me want to melt when I see them
"What's the matter Soul?" He asked
"It's not not
Because boys don't cryYou brought him into this world. You gave him name, you raised him. Unfortunately he wasn't born with a penis, or a flat chest. You didn't give him a masculine name, and you raised him in pink shirts and button shoes. He liked girls, as most boys do, but you gave him hell for it. You wanted him to end up with another man. For years, years he stayed up late wishing he was perfect just for you. Just for you Ma... If Ma was happy, he was happy. He wanted to like boys, he wanted to kiss them and try to like it. That didn't work, and it still doesn't.
But you're all right with it now.. Your 'little girl' likes girls, and you're a 'supporting' mother. It took three whole years to accomplish what other boys have from the get-go. Three whole years of fighting, of crying when he really needed you most--but you're all right with it now. Now, when he doesn't need you to support his affections.
Most of his friends still call him 'Stephanie' -- that's the name you gave him. They still say 's