Do you remember everything, from the beginning?

With you

I live my life walking down this street
I meet the faces of the people I see
All the time I see your reflection
All the time I see your reflection
It's okay to feel alone
It's okay to be alone
All the time I see your reflection
All the time I see your reflection

Cause when I'm with you
It seems so easy
It seems so easy
My best days are with you
They are so easy
They are so easy

Yeah, I don't like giving up
Cause giving up is easy
And I'll see you again
Just tell me where you'll meet me

When I'm with you It seems so easy
It seems so easy
My best days are with you
They are so easy
They are so easy, yeah!

When I'm with you
It seems so easy
It seems so easy
My best days are with you
They are so easy
They are so easy, yeah!

With you - The Subways

I wanted to write something about you. I really did, I mean, do. But you just make it harder every time.I wanted to tell something about you. I really did, do. But I'm afraid you rather me not to. That I have to respect.

So I'm trying, and trying - for four days now, - to expose something, anything, about you. And I'm sorry, I'm sorry if I'm able to write one hundred pages about every guy that disappointed me before you, and I can't write not even a line about you and you not disappointing me.

I guess I'm too busy felling.

So, about you? You've been here for a long time now, but this only started becoming what it is recently. And I must say, I was freaking afraid it didn't turn out to be good. In fact, we trembled. However, you kept on telling me what I needed to ear and made me realise how I wanted (want) you, and how childish we were being.

Now..You're being all I could ask for. And thank you for that.

I hope I have a lot to write about you, for a long time - in a good way I mean.I hope I'll become able to explain how it is when we're together, how you light my heart when you hold me.

"Ficas comigo? :)

À pala disto,
"Diz alguma coisa, por favor..."
disseste-me "eu amo-te" pela primeira vez. Lembro-me como se fosse agora. Lembro-me como se fosse amanhã.

Is this real life?
I've been trying, trying so hard I can't explain,
I've been trying - for four days now -, to make you realise how this has gotten in to me.
I've been trying - for months - to make you see I care about you and your happiness.
I' tried - for so long - to make you see that I needed more than what you gave me. And you only saw that.
You saw how it was not worth it, you saw we wouldn't be able to handle it from a certain point on. You saw what I couldn't see or admit.
You saw the pain, but you did not see the cause behind it. Or if you saw, you didn't have the balls to assume it was you. And maybe it wasn't, baby, maybe I was just supposed to be the top bottom prioritie and be happy anyway - and how I feel crawling for that tiny peace of affection now!
You saw the reason. You stop believing us. You faced it, you acted reasonably. You just weren't brave enough to tell me that, looking me in the eyeball. You just couldn't say it to me, all.

And now I see it all, and it wont fucking stop hurting. Shit, I wish you only knew. How I wish you had the decency to be as much of a person as I thought you' d always be.

How I wish you we're just my Love, the one I always knew. How I wish you were here.

Tirares-me a noção, a imagem quente e real, do teu rosto da minha cabeça, tirares-me o som da tua voz, arrancares-me as memórias enquanto descamas as tuas avidamente...
Tirares-me o toque da tua pele, é o mais cruel.
Tirares-me isso, é tirares-me aquilo que me fazia sentir viva.

Espero que percebas isso, e não, não sei o que fazer, nem o que é certo ou errado;
O meu problema, é que no fundo no fundo, não sei se te quero esquecer nem sei como o fazer, ainda que deva. E muito menos quero que tu me esqueças.