dreaming and keeping

Some people care to much.

i think it's called love.

                                                                       -Winni The Pooh

When I sleep,
I Dream Of The Same Thing.
That’s You.
When I See You It’s Like A Dream Come True.
Every Day Goes By,
That I Don’t Cry When You Are Not Here To Make Me Smile.
I Love When The Day Goes By And I Didn’t Cry,
That’s Because You Were There To Make Me Smile.

I wanted to share with you the simplest moments and unimportant.

For example: to walk out with you, you feel supported by my arm,

Happy to see you at my side oblivious to everyone who passed.

I would go out with you for listening to music, movies, ice cream, sit in a restaurant facing the sea, looking at things,

looking at life, look at the world casually, and talk about “us” – this “we” clandestine divided into “you and I”

when someone comes

Find someone who asked: “So ….how are you?” And call me by name and called you by your name

and join our names and …so naturally with the same concern.

Suddenly I wish I could tell you: Let’s go home love… our home …..

(As if happiness could be a thing that we are entitled to everyone)

I wanted to share with you the simplest moments of my life, because the great moments inside me now , ARE ALL YOURS..