A feeling grows
A little every day.
It’s enough: a little every day.
It’s a delicate flower,
And it becomes a little cultivated every day
But, it’s still just a little each day.
Thus, we must do so, even ourselves.
In order to grow up, in spirts, even ourselves.
Forever and ever…
You ask me how the future will be,
But I don’t know.
Forever and ever…
We live in the moment,
Guided by our emotions.
Forever and ever…
But, for now we are here.
So, hug me.
I don’t want to lose my way.
Right now, no.
Nor do I want to lose you.
Love is a lie,
Of the most sincere type.
And it’s always a little insane.
It’s to give without ever thinking that he / she could finish before or after you.
We must be
A little more attentive to ourselves,
And share more things between us.
Forever and ever…
You ask me how the future will be,
But I don’t know.
Forever and ever…
We live in the moment and driven by temptations.
All along, forever…
But now, we are here.
So, hug me.
I don’t want to lose my way.
And not right now.
Nor do I want to lose you.
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Forever and ever…
But now, we are here.
So, hug me.
Forever and ever…
But now, we are here.
So, hug me.
I don’t want to lose my way.
Right now, no.
I don’t want to lose my way.
I don’t want to lose my way.
No.
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