Self Love

I'm tired to be treated like that.

For me, it's ok if you kiss somebody else, but your ex-girlfriend? Again? I can't compete with her, because both of you have a story together. And I'm just a stranger, a customer, an awkward girl that always begins to fall in love for the wrong person.

In these days, I was thinking and I don't like the way you treat me. In the beginning, you give me all the attention in the world, you was a good listener, we talked for hours and hours until the Sun appears in the morning.

And now? You barely asks me if I'm ok. I miss that.

You opened your heart and your mind for me. It was a totally misunderstood. I was thinking that you was open your feelings with me, because you liked me. No, I'm naturally naïve, a fool person. You was crying on my shoulders, because you was still in love with her.

I don't know if I have guts to talk about this with you. I have fear. Maybe you'll listen to me, turn around and go away forever. And I would like to have you in this way, than you disappear. I know that I'm not an example for self love, but ok.

Care

I let you fool me.

Play with my heart, because I want to.

I want to feel some kind of feeling similar to love. I want to think that you want me too.

To me, see you waving in your motorcycle, before of our night together it's everything that I need.

I don't care if you use my body, you pretend that you really want to listening me talking hours and hours about my problems, my gossips...

I don't care if you're the big spoon, if you hate the way you can't sleep at night, because it's too hot and the mosquitoes don't leave you alone.

I don't care if you don't like that I make the breakfast and you're eat the meal in bed, because you're too sleepy to get up.

I don't care if you lie to yourself, that your feelings don't exist, because you don't have a heart for this.

I don't care if you pretend to be a cold person, but you look at my eyes and say how beautiful they are, how the color can be as two big hazelnuts.

I don't care if you use the excuse that you come over "to prepare a cake" with other woman.

I don't care if you send little black or red hearts to other person.

I don't care if I have a playlist with songs that remind of you and when I talked about this with you, you just don't ask me what was these songs.

Maybe, you're right. Maybe I'm in love for you and I don't want to admit.

I pretend to do not care about you, but I do.

I will hurt myself. My heart will break in two pieces (maybe more).

But, I don't care.

A-Am I crying?

Errado

É muito ruim. 

De verdade.

Sei lá, você quer ele por perto, mas sabe que não pode, pois ele não quer.

É muito difícil querer criar algo com alguém, que justamente não quer ter nada.

Nem um dia especial.

Nem um capítulo.

Nem nada.

Você escolhe logo ele.

A pessoa que tinha tudo para combinar com você, feitinha do jeitinho que você sempre quis.

Até a segunda página, claro.

Porque se passar da primeira página, já é muito para ele.