quarta-feira, 15 de abril de 2009

Friendly as it should be.

I shared with him so many tears, so many whispers and so many sobs last night that now i'm even embarassed to look at him again. He had seen me in so many situations, sometimes so freaking happy, sometimes tired, sometimes damn depressed, but one thing he always notices is that i always need him, and, at certain times, more than once a day. He's definately one of my closest friends, if not the most one.
I'm again in doubt about everything in my life, again asking myself things i don't wanna hear the answer. And again he was my confident. He's the only person who knows what i'm really talking about here. I mean, you all know it's madness of mine, but he knows where it comes from.
In the middle of the night, he was the only one who stayed with me when i most needed a hug, when i most needed a shoulder to cry over. And he's always so soft and gentle with me... He always knows what my dreams are and if they ever are going to come true.
He's just...my pillow.
Thank you for all you've done, P.

Ps.: é, a partir de hoje, tenho um caso com meu travesseiro! --'
Natália Albertini.

Nenhum comentário: