A friend of mine once said: "Someone who is always absent, one day ceases to be missed...". Please, I don't want that to be the case with you.
Patrício (11º D)
Agrupamento de Escolas da Senhora da Hora - Escola Secundária da Senhora da Hora
Thursday, 31 October 2013
It's a fact
Fact: The more you talk about a person to someone, the more you fall in love with that person.
Patrício (11º D)
Patrício (11º D)
Wednesday, 30 October 2013
The last something that meant anything
My mistake wasn't falling for you, it was thinking you'd fall for me as well. The problem is that, in my mind, I create all these expectations and dreams, but they never translate into reality. I don't know if it's because I fall for the wrong people, or if I just fall too fast. I guess that, since my heart is not used to having someone who will fight for it, It gives itself to the first person who shows any kind of afection, which at times, it's mistaken for love. I would like to blame it on life or love but... I guess I can only blame myself because I always give a little too much too soon. I could pull an Adele and say "I wish nothing but the best for you", but would be a bit cliché. I'm not going to pretend it doesn't hurt because it does, but I can't change someone's heart, specially yours. I'm not going to say I was the right one for you because that's something we'll never know, but I hope that someone else will treat you 10x better than I imagined myself doing it. The first time I saw you, I would have never thought you'd be someone I'd have to miss. You are the last something that ever meant anything to me...
Patrício (11º D)
Patrício (11º D)
Tuesday, 29 October 2013
You had it coming
You had it coming,
You only had yourself to blame.
If it was the other way around
I bet that you would have done the same.
Your bad habits,
Making me feel like I'm done.
Poping my heart
Like you pop your bubblegum.
"I'm not taken" you said.
6 was the number.
Dirty little liar
Oh, what a bummer.
You classified yourself as an artist,
Always out everynight,
Trying to find yoursef
Always finding someone to pick up a fight.
We weren't going to work out,
"It's for the best" I said.
You saw yourself as irreplaceable,
I saw you dead!
You had it coming,
You had it coming all along.
If you have use me and you've abused me,
How could they tell me they I was wrong.
You had it coming,
It all came just a little too far.
You thought you were irreplaceable,
Now dead it's all you are.
Patrício (11º D)
You only had yourself to blame.
If it was the other way around
I bet that you would have done the same.
Your bad habits,
Making me feel like I'm done.
Poping my heart
Like you pop your bubblegum.
"I'm not taken" you said.
6 was the number.
Dirty little liar
Oh, what a bummer.
You classified yourself as an artist,
Always out everynight,
Trying to find yoursef
Always finding someone to pick up a fight.
We weren't going to work out,
"It's for the best" I said.
You saw yourself as irreplaceable,
I saw you dead!
You had it coming,
You had it coming all along.
If you have use me and you've abused me,
How could they tell me they I was wrong.
You had it coming,
It all came just a little too far.
You thought you were irreplaceable,
Now dead it's all you are.
Patrício (11º D)
Monday, 28 October 2013
Get some!
A friend would ask your crush if they like you. A best friend would push you into them, scream "GET SOME!" and run away.
Patrício (11º D)
Patrício (11º D)
Sunday, 27 October 2013
Have I already met you?
Sometimes I wonder if I've already met the person I'm supposed to be with, or if I'm supposed to be with someone at all.
Patrício (11º D)
Patrício (11º D)
Too beautiful for words
When I try to describe how I feel when you touch me, I get butterflies. Like the scent of a rose or the sound of the rain, it's too precious and too wonderful to give it a name. It's on the tip of my tongue, but my lips are still sealed and can't seem to say a word. At the end of the day I'm all teary-eyed when we say goodbye and there's nothing I can do. Must be a million times I've tried to express this love of mine, but when it goes this deep, when it tastes this sweet, it's not easy to define. It's... too beautiful for words... like you.
Patrício (11º D)
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