Save yourself from the tragic ending

I´m sorry if I have made you find a meaning for hate. Not that I wanted to do it but i could feel something inside me when I decided to go. if you could understand I would say that I like my scar showing off almost everyday. it's not that I like to show that one day someone ran away with my heart,but it makes me fell like I already had enough.
I don´t want to burn down your fantasies but I don´t wanna stay away....
....And in the end I see that the only problem between us is that as you try to remove my scars I see my reflection on you.

what about...

So he probably promised you a castle and moments of shine.
You left souls, hearts, people, and life. Things that only you had but still for you it wasn´t enough.You had things that could make you go across the universe in seconds and hold you for several centuries, but only now you can see it. ...Now nothing is real, apart from your pieces on the floor, the lies he told you and the evil that is growing in your heart. You probably found a meaning for hate, and you want a taste of revenge...
There's nothing you could do now, the high that makes you feel right makes you see everything and you fall of your fantasy. The high that should keep you quiet for a moment show you in different colours how he is definitely not your prince.

what if...?

Ok I said that I love you, but what if it was not true?

...but I need a vocation tonight...

Can I pause your love? I want to be where the other want me to be just for a while. All the remains of what I felt for you still on my mind. I might not want to figure out if I belong with you or not...Than I find myself asking for a pause.

What do I know?

Does it still working for you? Because I feel like love has a diferent name now...

it´s a choice to stay...

I was looking through my memories, and i realised that I had never write something about you.
I wonder why, you make me feel like i shouldn't. You make me fall apart everytime that I think I could be with someone else, but I fear being without you.
Winter never felt so right. The snow falling made me thing abou how blank is my mind when we are together. The white cenario made me feel as I was looking through your eyes ...
My words that haven't been read for a while, now are being read for people that don't even know what's you name...I reckon that even I don´t really know your name.
Once i though that it was fine, but now I reckon that I might be forcing you down deep in my soul for to long. I can chose listen to your love melodies, or listen to your sadness when I walk away.

Pensamento de dois.

Quando o mundo acabar,eu vou ter camisa pra dar até pro diabo.você vai abrir seu armário, vai passa a camisa, dobra-la e dizer:meu amigo, aqui está.