quinta-feira, 24 de novembro de 2011

And it just happens
When I look back to the past and feel happiness,
And feel love,
And feel trust,
And have the best memories.

I know this friendship
Because there's nothing left to hide,
Nothing afraid of,
No lies,
No possessions.

And I'm proud of it,
Because I can look around myself
And understand that people like you are the exception.
And you just gave me the pleasur of being your exception.

Simply when you ask me something and stay there, strong,
In front of me,
Listening so specially,
Looking with that your own sight,
Deeply,
With that bigger attention of the world
That is so rare to see on you
And that makes me talk,
And talk once more,
Without pretending to stop,
Because that your genuine smile and sight
Is the simply the best evidence of what we are, together.

And this is how I know friendship to be true.


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